As Lumian heard his heartbeat, a palm reached out from the open door of the black ancient tomb.
The palm showed no signs of decay or yellow bandages. Its surface was covered in gold, shimmering with a mystical hue under the dim crimson moonlight.
Upon seeing the golden palm, Lumian felt an invisible force compress his soul, instantly severing its connection to his body.
Immediately after, he realized his body had transformed into a cold, solid wall, preventing his spirit from spreading or being controlled by his consciousness.
At that moment, Lumian's soul felt trapped in a cage, unable to escape. He could only see limited scenes through his eyes and hear relatively loud voices with his ears.
Everyone present turned into statues, frozen in place.
Faced with this situation, Lumian suddenly recalled a saying: The body is a cage for the heart, and the world is a cage for the body.
