At that very moment, Mu Yanfeng, who had been by my side, vanished into thin air like mist, and I was once again cast into an endless void of darkness.
Panic seized me instantly; it felt as if an invisible hand were tightly clutching my heart. "Where is this? Mu Yanfeng, where are you?" I cried out, my voice raspy and desperate. Yet, in this thick, ink-like darkness, my shouts sounded weak and hollow, as if swallowed whole by the void, leaving not even an echo behind.
The silence around me was deathly, like a vast tomb imprisoning me within. There was no response to my pleas, only the sound of my own heavy, ragged breathing echoing in my ears.
Chapter 19