Words of present and past
The Gray Figure magnificently slew the demon.
A single managed to disintegrate the demon clinging to end Wang Ling's life.
In silence, that was how the glorious victory was faced. The oddness of the demon's way of dying, the way it died, was too unordinary.
Before his mind finally lost its ability to stay conscious, Wang Ling saw the reverie of the demon. Such a sight was burned in his eyes and mind.
That reverie was akin to a peasant seeing its king, its emperor, its god.
Wang Ling lost his consciousness shortly after. He fell into a coma, which will take a much longer time getting used to that what is normal.
Based on the calculations of the Gray Figure, he should wake up in a day or three.
"The old lady of the Xiaos should arrive in a week or so. She spoke of having her cultivation restricted to Mid-God, so she must be more powerful than she lets on.