"Hey, wake up!" Qian Cangyi transmitted his thoughts along the slender thread, undoubtedly, the other two were in facing the same situation now.
No matter whether he was the first to wake up, it was always better to alert the other two than to remain silent.
After a while, the other two also sent back their responses.
At this moment, the slender thread connecting the three of them was seemingly being tugged by something, moving towards a colored vortex. The speed was not fast, but incredibly firm.
The one who first made contact with the vortex center was Qian Cangyi. As he contacted the black section, his body was immediately drawn in, and the thread abruptly broke off.
The darkness engulfed Qian Cangyi's consciousness like a bone-devouring maggot. Unlike the warmth and serenity brought about by the golden waves, the darkness contained an aura so cold that it could even chill the soul.
