At night, Ling Chen entered the dreamscape once more.
He felt as though he were floating in a chaotic mist, where the surrounding light took on a sickly, dark red hue. There was no ground beneath his feet, yet he did not fall; he felt as if his entire being were submerged in some kind of viscous liquid. From the distance, calls echoed one after another, muffled as if separated by a layer of frosted glass.
"Chen'er!"
Chapter 520