Lee felt crushed. Literally.
He was lying under a layer of rocks, or maybe he was buried under rocks, he had no clue. What he knew was that it was dark and he had hard time breathing.
For a split moment he tried to focus to understand where was up and down, but the lack of oxygen forced him to use large amounts of wind elemental energy from his Dantian to rush upwards, setting himself free.
He did get out, on the way bruising himself all over, but on the way he realized there was nothing in his Dantian – the spot below his navel was void of anything. The place where once lie the sparks that tormented him for decades was empty. In fact, he could swear he didn't even sense their existence.
Lee would've gladly inspected his own condition, except he was stunned speechless by the sight in front of him.
