Chapter 29 The Five Stages Of Cultivation

• Haunted by the nightmares of a fractured past, Zi Han tossed and turned in his bed all night long. Unable to sleep, he threw his blanket aside and sat up straight, soaked in sweat.
• Bloody scenes from a forgotten life played before Zi Han’s eyes as he sat on the edge of his bed. He could hear the screams of thousands of brave warriors as they fell in battle, and amidst the chaos, a haunting laughter echoed from the shadows.
• Amidst all the death and destruction, he heard an enchanting voice calling out to him from a distance. It was the same veiled beauty he had been seeing in his fragmented visions. But her face remained obscured and blurry as if she were a waking dream only meant to scatter and disappear at the first light of day.