"You?"
This light came too suddenly. Lin Heng, who had retracted his senses, was completely unprepared. Even with a physique that could resist an Extreme Sacred Weapon, he couldn't withstand a sneak attack.
His vision went black, and he felt the world spinning. Lin Heng lost consciousness on the spot.
...
Unconscious, unaware of the passage of time.
When he finally awoke softly, half a month had passed.
"Where is this place?"
Lin Heng touched the back of his head, which was still somewhat dull with pain, straining to recall the moments of unconsciousness while also cautiously surveying the surrounding environment.
Chill.
An extreme chill.
Before his eyes, a dim gray mist shrouded the world.
Fortunately, this world was not vast; Lin Heng easily perceived every corner.
Amid eerie ghost mansions and ruins of modern structures, Lin Heng's expression changed continuously with astonishment.
Finally, after seeing a few familiar relics, Lin Heng recognized the place.
