"Then why did my soul appear in the River of Time?"
Yang Heng was puzzled.
He carefully recalled memories of his previous life. When he remembered one evening, walking into a pitch-black alley he had to pass through to reach his rented room, his memories came to an abrupt halt.
Yang Heng's hair stood on end, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.
Terror gripped him.
He felt as though a pair of invisible hands were toying with him. Though he could not see them, he vaguely sensed them lurking within boundless darkness, watching him coldly.
Yang Heng was seized by a bone-deep chill. His body would not stop trembling, and he staggered back, only avoiding a fall by bracing himself against the table.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, dripping onto the floor. His clothes were soaked through.
Just as Yang Heng's consciousness was about to sink completely, the Marrow Cleansing Pearl began protecting its master. A stream of white energy surged from the pearl and entered Yang Heng's mind through his meridians.
Coolness spread throughout his body, and Yang Heng fully regained consciousness.
Yang Heng immediately understood.
Just as he had suspected, his inner demon had been at work just now, magnifying the weak points in his heart and causing him to fall into boundless darkness, never to awaken again.
Thinking of this, Yang Heng could not help feeling lingering fear. If the Marrow Cleansing Pearl had not protected him, he would have been in grave danger.
As for why the inner demon had appeared, Yang Heng knew perfectly well.
It must have been when he watched that earth-shattering, terrifying battle. Fear had inadvertently arisen in his heart, and after learning that those people were his lifelong enemies, his cowardice and dread had gradually grown, giving the