Amid the swirling dust, Lin Qiye slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at the hazy yellow sky before him, his thoughts seeming to have come to a complete standstill. Only after a long while did he struggle to rise, but the moment he lifted his head, an intense wave of dizziness flooded his mind.
"Bleurgh—!!!"
Lin Qiye suddenly bent over and dry-heaved.
Lin Qiye had never gotten motion sickness in his life—not from cars, planes, or ships—but now he finally understood what it meant to be so dizzy he nearly vomited his stomach out. He lay sprawled on the ground for more than ten minutes before barely managing to stand.
"What the hell is this place..." Lin Qiye swept his gaze around. Aside from the desolate, empty yellow earth, there was nothing else in sight.
Hadn't he been on the Explorer Ship in the mist?
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that before losing consciousness, he had been aboard the Explorer Ship returning to Great Xia. He had heard three bells ring out over the sea, and then a burst of light had suddenly erupted from his chest...
As if recalling something, Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked at his chest. Of the original three marks, only two remained. The third looked as though someone had erased it, so faint it was nearly invisible.
"Sacred Covenant?" Lin Qiye's brows drew tightly together.
According to Charles, a Sacred Covenant was a sacred oath that could not be violated. Once made, it was bound to take effect... But what exactly had this vanished Sacred Covenant done? Why had it moved him from the Explorer Ship to this place?
Question after question surfaced in Lin Qiye's mind. He circled the area, but within several kilometers, there was not the slightest trace of human habitation.