This is a world of darkness.
Darkness, endless darkness, where endless loneliness lurks.
Xu Yuan's body seemed to be placed in a boundless ocean, with an infinite darkness ahead that appeared to reach the end of time.
After regaining consciousness, in this dark space, he no longer knew how long he had been floating.
After all, there was no space, no time, not even the sense of the five senses here. The only thing that existed was this boundless darkness.
Reason told him that he was now dead.
After all, before entering this dark and boundless space, in the apocalyptic scene in Huizhou County, the probability of his survival did not seem great.
But a thread of hope in his heart was telling him that maybe he was not dead yet.
After all, if he were dead, how could he still have such a clear state of mind?
A world without touch, without vision, is truly unbearable.
