In the world of darkness, Han Yi felt a point of Spirit Light suddenly appear, bestowing warmth upon the world.
Like the fire of a star, the light swiftly spread, bringing flourishing vitality.
Han Yi's world came alive.
He jolted awake, his eyes snapping open, and what he saw was an elder standing before him.
The elder was dressed in a black robe, his gaze upon Han Yi, eyes twinkling with light, his thoughts unreadable.
Han Yi collected his thoughts, first checking his own body and finding no injuries, everything was as before, then he looked around and discovered that he, like the elder, was standing on a solid piece of equipment.
Outside the device was the dark void.
The equipment under his feet was square, made of grayish-black material with intricate patterns, undoubtedly an Immortal Artifact.
This Immortal Artifact resembled a book, its grade unfathomable to Han Yi.
In the blink of an eye, Han Yi had grasped the predicament he was in.
