Looking at the unfamiliar, crude, stain-covered ceiling, Ye Chen was drenched in sweat, still shaken from the fright, breathing heavily.
"Haah... haah, haah..."
At the same time, he felt weak all over, his head throbbing painfully, his thoughts tangled into a hopeless mess. He could only barely recall fragmented scenes of reuniting with his teacher and Heiqi in the church hall earlier, yet for the moment, he could not remember the conversation that had taken place there.
Even though Ye Chen knew in his heart that it had been incomparably important, he simply could not accurately recall any of its details.
It was as if some kind of shackle had been fastened around Ye Chen's memories by an unseen hand.
"Ugh..."
Ye Chen slowly sat up, clutching his head and groaning in pain for a while before lowering his gaze to inspect his body with a dazed expression.
Beneath the rough bedding lay a completely naked, yet utterly uninjured body.
Not only was there not the slightest trace of injury left behind, but his skin had become smoother, and even his muscles seemed more taut.
Of course, the Noble Binding Tattoo on the back of his right hand, which symbolized his identity as a hunter, had now vanished without a trace.
This meant that Ye Chen's current right hand was not his original limb.
Yet at the same time, Ye Chen could still see that vividly colored crimson snake tattoo on his left arm.
Its presence showed that Ye Chen's connection to his Labyrinth Relic had not been severed.
At this moment, Little Python was sleeping peacefully within his body.
And aside from this body and that relic, Ye Chen's hunter uniform and Hunter Black Ring had also completely disappeared.
Clearly, all of his possessions had been destroyed in the