The icy touch seeped into his palm, and he suddenly awoke with a start. He hurriedly stood up, but aside from his sword and the Square Land, he found nothing else.
Yin Tingxue and Donggong Ruoshu from the coffin were both gone.
Before Chen Yi could let his mind settle, the voice of the Old Saintess rang in his ears: "You are finally awake?"
"…Where are they?" Chen Yi paused, then asked, "Where is this place?"
He started to calculate with his fingers, yet the divination was obscure, as if a fog enveloped the way forward, and he couldn't calculate any result no matter what.
Chen Yi's expression darkened slightly.
"You won't be able to calculate it," the Old Saintess said calmly. "Don't worry, it's probably fine."
Chen Yi's expression relaxed a bit, but still worried, he asked, "How do you know?"
