The structure of the world, in a peculiar manner, gradually unfolded before him.
He seemed to catch glimpses of figures traversing to the other end...
He knew that this path was about to reach its end.
"Is it there?"
Lin Yi gazed ahead, golden flames flickering in his eyes.
"This should be enough for now..."
"It's time to go..."
"Not much time is left..."
Lin Yi's ears began to pick up faint fragments of voices, unclear, distant yet close, existing somewhere between presence and absence.
"Go?"
"No! Not yet! We can't go!"
Lin Yi grew anxious; if the figures on that side left, wouldn't his journey be in vain?
As his emotions surged, the previously stable world began to ripple, violently shaking, teetering on the brink of collapse.
He quickly composed himself, and only then did his perception stabilize.
"Huff—huff—"
A white light appeared ahead; Lin Yi knew this was the end.
His consciousness drifted ever so faintly, ultimately dissolving into the white light...
