A black token lay quietly on the altar, emitting a faint glow, yet it could no longer illuminate the spot where Yin Sichen had vanished. Qin Zhizhi paced back and forth anxiously in place. Yin Sichen had been swallowed by the sudden burst of light without leaving a single word, and her heart was filled with worry and unease. "Sichen, where are you? Come out!" Qin Zhizhi shouted toward the empty grand hall, her voice carrying a hint of a sob. Yet, only endless silence answered her. Just as Qin Zhizhi was burning with anxiety, a familiar aura slowly emanated from the token, gradually condensing into the figure of Yin Sichen. He stood unharmed in his original spot, only his complexion was somewhat pale, as if he had just been through a protracted battle.
"Sichen, are you alright?" Qin Zhizhi hurriedly stepped forward to check his condition. Yin Sichen grasped her hand and shook his head, signaling that he was fine. "I'm fine, it's just..." He paused, seeming to gather his words. "I just entered a strange space and saw many visions of the future."
"Visions of the future?"
Chapter 61