Xiao Heng rubbed his eyes, staring in a daze around him.
An eerie aura wafting from his surroundings made him instinctively uncomfortable.
Afar, five strikingly prominent white columns, tilted and towering, pierced the sky.
Xiao Heng looked down at his feet, finding the ground composed of the same white material.
"Where is this..."
Xiao Heng was puzzled.
He remembered he should be on an uninhabited island, right?
Could this be a dream?
Xiao Heng instinctively pinched himself.
"Ouch!"
The intense pain brought Xiao Heng back to his senses instantly.
"It's not a dream?"
Xiao Heng was suddenly filled with fear.
He shivered and looked around.
In the distance was an endless void of darkness, filled with an ancient and weary air.
The ground beneath his feet and those five white columns in the distance were all connected.
They floated desolately in this space.
Xiao Heng suddenly felt that he recognized this place from somewhere.
