Liang Yi now felt as if he was in a dream, where he plunged into the depths of the ocean, unable to feel a wisp of air, with pressure squeezing him from all directions.
He wanted to shout, but opening his mouth, he couldn't make a sound; he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as mountains.
Calling for the System panel yielded no response, and when he tried to channel his Mana, he found himself completely depleted, as if he had never cultivated before.
"Little Yi! Little Yi!"
Just as Liang Yi was filled with anxiety, a familiar voice came from nowhere, guiding him forward in the endless darkness.
He was sure he had never heard these voices before, yet when they called out, he felt an inexplicable intimacy and instinctively trusted them.
"Little Yi! Little Yi!"
A myriad of voices mingled together, guiding Liang Yi onward.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Liang Yi felt a sudden relief, as if emerging from under the sea, and his whole body relaxed.
