The moment the golden glow settled and faded, Lin Mu's eyes opened once again within the Dao Forge.
The illusory metallic realm vanished like a receding tide, leaving behind the quiet, vast expanse of the spatial domain that housed the forge. The rune dome that had enclosed him dissolved gradually, its countless symbols unraveling into faint motes of light before disappearing entirely.
For a brief moment, Lin Mu remained still.
His breathing was steady, yet there was a depth to it now that had not been there before. The weight of what he had experienced lingered within him, not as exhaustion, but as something heavier and more refined. His gaze sharpened, and a faint glimmer of metallic sheen passed through his pupils before fading.
He stood up.
