"Gurgle, gurgle." Ye Shikai wasn't prepared and ended up swallowing several gulps of water. The icy water made his brain instantly clear, and at the same time, he was presented with good news and bad news. The good news was that he had finally gotten away from Chen Yuxin; the bad news was... he couldn't move at all now.
The effects of the anesthetic had peaked, and Ye Shikai felt as if his mind and body had separated. His brain was acutely aware of his current situation, but his body was completely immobile, he couldn't even muster his Inner Strength, as if someone had tied him up and thrown him into the water. Ye Shikai couldn't even struggle, and his body kept sinking. At this rate, he would surely drown.
"Sword Spirit, can you hear me?" Ye Shikai tried to struggle, attempting to awaken the Sword Spirit deep within his mind, but communication with it required the flow of Inner Strength. In his current state, Ye Shikai was no different from a vegetative patient.
