In the misty fog, a blood-red light swiftly traverses.
It's unknown how much time has passed, but the blood-red light finally pauses before an expanse of mist-shrouded mountains.
"Thud!"
A young man with white hair and a pale face like paper tumbles into the cave.
At the same time, the dimly lit blood-colored long saber also falls with a 'clang' into a corner of the cave.
Li Chen tightly presses his lips together, eyes closed, as if caught in a nightmare.
Meanwhile, in his mind realm, his divine soul's light is equally dim, and the Seven Realms Tome silently rests beside him without a sound.
It's unclear how long has passed before Li Chen slowly opens his eyes.
He was awakened.
Outside the cave, a light rain begins to fall, but despite the rain, the dense fog refuses to be dispersed, making everything appear even more dreamlike.
"Drip drip drip..."
Watching the droplets drip down the cave wall, Li Chen finds himself momentarily dazed.
