Gales howled past, and towering waves churned.
Now that Ke Meng knew about the Despair Mist, there was no reason to stay in the air.
He took a second Teleportation Stone from his Storage Scarf and crushed it. His body was automatically drawn into the void, enveloped in a transparent bubble.
The wind, rain, and crashing waves all fell silent. The world sank into stillness once more.
Ke Meng stared into the black void, trying to find that sensation of murmuring whispers.
He did not take out Big-Faced Cat in the void. Instinctively, he did not want an unknown being to look at Big-Faced Cat for fifteen seconds.
After Ke Meng traveled through the void for several dozen seconds, those strange whispers did indeed sound in his ears.
Ke Meng held firm, ignoring distracting thoughts and reminding himself not to overthink things.
He cut down those stray thoughts, only for them to sprout again, like weeds no wildfire could burn away.
The unknown being chattered incessantly, seemingly taking an interest in Ke Meng. The whispers suddenly grew ten percent louder.
For some reason, however, the whispers vanished again a dozen or so seconds later, as though Ke Meng had passed beyond the region where it lingered.
Still, Ke Meng did not take out Big-Faced Cat to peer into the void's secrets. He believed the other party had not left.
A hundred seconds later, the void remained utterly silent. That voice seemed to have lost heart and stopped persisting.
Ke Meng mentally calculated how long the transparent bubble would last. He was nearing his destination. If he did not take out Big-Faced Cat soon, he definitely would not have the fifteen seconds he needed.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Should he take out Big-Faced Cat to glimpse