But the Corpse Core in its brain was still slowly turning, maintaining a faint resonance with its master's soul at an extremely low energy cost.
As long as Lynch willed it, he could awaken it at any moment.
Lynch leaned on the edge of the coffin for a moment. After confirming that all of Xuan Yi's vital signs were stable and the Corpse Core was functioning normally, he turned and left the Sleeping Tomb.
He was so tired.
Right now, his fatigue wasn't just physical and mental; it was a deeper exhaustion that came from the soul.
He dragged his heavy feet up to the second floor, pushed open the door, and, without even changing out of his robes, threw himself onto the large bed with its thick, soft mattress.
Dragon Flame poked its head out of its animal-hide nest, let out two barks, "WOOF WOOF," and when Lynch didn't react, it ducked back in to continue sleeping.
Lynch closed his eyes, his consciousness beginning to blur.
