In an instant, Chen Fei's vision went completely dark, and he could see nothing. At the same time, all manner of clamorous sounds began ringing in his ears.
Whispered murmurs, children's laughter—yet after only a moment, that laughter turned into the roaring curses of adults.
There was not the slightest pattern to the words, but the voices grew increasingly frantic, as though something behind them were desperately giving chase.
They did not dare stop. It seemed that if they did, something terrible would happen.
The darkness before Chen Fei's eyes seemed to be tugged by something. His sight, which had already vanished, suddenly returned.
Chen Fei instinctively narrowed his eyes and raised a hand to shield himself from the sunlight overhead. After a moment, he lowered his hand with a somewhat blank expression and looked around.
This was a mountain village, yet it was far too quiet at this moment. There was not a single sound.
The silence was so profound that it seemed he could hear his own heartbeat.
There should have been insects chirping and birds singing everywhere, but he could not hear the slightest sound. Even the wind had come to a standstill.
Afternoon should have been a time of comforting warmth, yet Chen Fei felt a chill crawling over his entire body. More importantly, he had forgotten every one of his identities.
Even the slightest movement of his head sent piercing pain spreading through him. Only by not thinking at all could he lessen that pain somewhat.
A call from the depths of his heart rippled out from the village. It seemed that only by entering the village could he find the true answer.
"Roar!"
Before Chen Fei could take a step, the sound of a Dragon Elephant Roar rang out from within his mind, and