In a dim haze, Ye Ying only felt an invisible giant hand gripping her body, pulling her soul and flesh toward the void.
Suddenly, her body lost all support.
It was as if the ground beneath gave way, plunging directly into the abyss.
She instinctively reached out to grasp something, but caught only a frigid void.
Just then, she felt a strong arm grab her shoulder, giving her body a simple point of support.
This temporarily calmed her anxious and chaotic mind.
Subsequently, she felt her feet touch something solid, providing a support point for her unsupported body.
The hand that grasped her shoulder slowly released, and a gentle breeze brushed across her cheek.
Gentle—gentle—
As if like waves passing through rocks, the sound of water hitting gravel reached her ears.
"Teacher?" Ye Ying opened her eyes and looked forward, "Where is this?"
