It was an instantaneous glimpse, occurring in a moment almost imperceptible to ordinary people. Yu Sheng's mind passed through the chaotic black fog, witnessing some scenes transmitted from distant borders in less than a ten-thousandth of a second—yet even such a swift glimpse burned deeply into his consciousness like a scorching brand, with the vast information it contained roaring like a storm in his mind.
Yu Sheng even suspected that he had died once again in that moment, yet for some bizarre reason, even he himself did not realize this death and resurrection.
And then, he swiftly passed through a certain "critical layer," continuing to plunge into the bone-chilling depths of the black fog.
"Bang," the illusory sound of impact echoed in his soul, and he abruptly halted, realizing he seemed to have collided with something.
The surrounding black fog slightly receded, with chaotic faint light shining from afar, casting some vast outlines.
