[I'm right behind you, hurry and pull me up! Quick!]
The voice grew more urgent, as if it could no longer wait.
After catching his breath, Nie Yun touched his still somewhat dazed head and slowly turned around...
Behind him was an area of darkness that not even the orange-yellow light could penetrate, with only intermittent cries emerging from the mist, like waves crashing onto the beach, reaching Nie Yun's ears.
[Can you see me? Come and save me!]
[Yes... yes, yes, yes... that's right... come save me...]
In the mist, it seemed as if someone was reaching out their hands, trying to grasp at Nie Yun's location as if begging for help.
Nie Yun stumbled forward, step by step with stiff movements, and arrived at the edge of the mist.
Just as he reached the boundary between light and dark, a force suddenly parted the mist in front of him, and a figure, upright as a tombstone, suddenly flashed in front of him.
