He was swept out of the light and shadow by an invisible force, falling all the way down.
Yang Yan was able to see that he was falling from the sky.
He passed through layer after layer of clouds!
Beside him was that black bull with a broken horn!
The big black bull struggled but to no avail!
"It should be like me, swept away by the force," Yang Yan thought.
*He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or if it was a soul emergence, but regardless of which it was, he couldn't summon the power within his body from the beginning.*
But the black bull with a broken horn had initially been able to carry him flying and bring him into the light and shadow.
It must have been able to harness the power it had left, but now it was falling like him, unable to reverse course.
Clearly, it was just like Yang Yan, swept by the force, unable to help itself.
He didn't know how long he had been falling, but Yang Yan crashed into a valley.
