"Wang Chen, open your eyes!"
In the midst of darkness, an echo seemed to arise, prompting Wang Chen to open his eyes.
He looked at his lizard arms, then touched his chest, finding it intact before surveying his surroundings.
This place was a void, blanketed in whiteness.
There was no air, no gravity, no direction.
"Who is it?"
"Who is calling me?"
Wang Chen's mind was incomparably clear at this moment.
The feeling was like being on drugs.
Hum—
Ahead, the void shook, and a vortex slowly emerged, with black, white, red, green, blue, gold specks converging to form a vast gate of light.
Beyond the gate was a vast world, but it was hazy and unclear.
Then, a figure emerged from it, radiant with light, faint and indistinct, but roughly human-shaped, with two sharp horns on the head and a long tail trailing behind.
"You are!" Wang Chen's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
