A wave of blurred sensation washed over him.
Qing Yuan didn't know how to describe it.
It was as if he was supposed to enter a certain place but was stopped by a sign that said "Under Construction."
His hazy and blurred consciousness felt intercepted at that moment.
Until after a short while,
the resistance disappeared.
A clear voice echoed in his ears, "link start!"
Then, before he could ponder the meaning of those words, he suddenly passed through some kind of barrier and arrived in a world where his senses suddenly sharpened.
Thick clouds wove the sky into a dark tapestry.
The brilliance of the Sun was completely devoured and nowhere to be found.
The originally tranquil valley had broken the silence of the past.
The air seemed to be filled with unusual restlessness and noise, everything seemed to fall into unprecedented panic, signaling an unknown colossal disaster quietly approaching.
"Where is this?"
