This feeling is so weird. It's like a soft light filter that originally covered the world was suddenly shattered, revealing the rough, ugly and even ferocious reality underneath. He Shi closed his eyes suddenly and shook his head vigorously. The tearing feeling weakened slightly, but his temples were still pulsing, as if they were being pricked by countless needles. He stood up with his hands on the floor, staggered back two steps, and hit the bookshelf behind him with a soft "clang" sound, causing several books to fall down.
The manuscript was still lying there, with some obscure ancient characters written on the yellowed pages, and the ink marks were somewhat blurry. He Shi stared at it, his heart beating rapidly. It was not an illusion just now, he was sure. The feeling of directly penetrating into other people's hearts was so real that it made his scalp tingle. He tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the codex again. This time, the tearing feeling did not appear again, but was replaced by a subtle connection, as if the codex had become a part of his body, allowing him to control everything around him.
