But such a wonderful feeling, was only sustained for a moment.
Suddenly, there was a 'crack' and Chu Yi's body began to slowly fall.
The sound of wind beside his ear seemed to stop, yet a terrible noise began to ring next to his ear.
Whoo—
Bang—
Clang—
It sounded like the clash of pots and pans, and also like the sound of two people fighting.
As the sound grew clearer, a very strange scene emerged in Chu Yi's mind.
He entered a pitch-black space, where everything was shrouded in darkness, but his eyes could still see all the scenery here.
At this time, Chu Yi finally began to open his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, the noise in his ears abruptly stopped.
Silence!
Unusually quiet.
Chu Yi's buttocks also firmly sat down on the ground the next second.
The sun above his head had disappeared. What he could see were stars blinking.
"It's actually night already."
Chu Yi still remembered that it was around two in the afternoon when he was picking Spirit Grass.
