As the pain racking his body grew more intense, the Bow Lady applied more and more force, but Yang An still couldn't see anything.
"That's not right! Don't press harder. Ease up a bit!"
Yang An realized something. He shouldn't be increasing the pain; maybe he needed to reduce it.
He seemed to be figuring out the trick to it. His pain and consciousness had to be attuned to a specific frequency to see these invisible things.
Otherwise, not only would he be unable to see or touch them, but he would also be helplessly subjected to their attacks, unable to fight back.
At Yang An's command, the pain wracking his body quickly subsided. A sense of relief washed over him, and a feeling of reality returned to his consciousness.
It was like a tightly wound spring suddenly loosening a bit. His consciousness pulled free from the quagmire of confusion.
