Liu Erlong felt her eyelids growing unusually heavy. She did not know whether she was dead or still alive.
She only felt that her consciousness was somewhat adrift.
Before the Scaled Giant Beast's claw had even reached her, her consciousness had already fallen completely into darkness. As for what happened afterward, she had no idea at all.
But before a forty-thousand-year Scaled Giant Beast, there was no way she could have survived, so...
She ought to be dead.
Yet strangely, for a time, her consciousness had regained a tiny bit of sensation.
At that time, she vaguely felt as though something was moving her body around.
But her consciousness had been far too hazy, and her senses were unclear, so she did not know what—or who—was touching her.
Yet for some reason, she had not felt panicked because of it. Not even a little.
Because the feeling conveyed through that contact had been exceptionally warm, peaceful, tranquil, and comfortable.
It was a sense of security she had never experienced before.
And so, beneath that incomparable sense of safety, her consciousness sank into silence once more.
Her eyelashes trembled faintly, and Liu Erlong finally cracked her eyes open.
Through the haze, she saw a soft, glowing white light.
"Is this the world after death?"
Liu Erlong silently asked herself.
She instinctively assumed that she had already died, and that what she saw now should be the world of the dead.
Her heavy eyelids slowly lifted, and Liu Erlong gradually opened her eyes. Within them were a pair of flawless black eyes, shimmering like water.
At the same time, her consciousness returned like a tide, and she finally woke completely.
Her vision gradually cleared from its blur, and what came into view was an uneven stone wall covered in jagged rocks. Was