Jǐngyáng gradually awoke from his unconscious state. He felt as if he were immersed in a weightless pool of water. It should have been a warm and comfortable sensation, but at this moment, his heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to burst. Jingyáng numbly realized that there seemed to be an eerie presence, feeling like scalding boiling water, yet also icy cold, wanting to burrow into the deepest part of his heart...,After an unknown amount of time, Jing Yang suddenly opened his eyes. Like waking from a dream, there was a feeling of disillusionment. Then came the sensation of being bound by something and suffocated by heavy objects... He struggled with all his might, dim light filtering through the cracks in the weight. Jing Yang struggled even more violently, pushing all the objects off his body. Finally, he was free from the restraints and no longer had to maintain an awkward posture. Although tired, he could lie comfortably on his back.,All around, the increasingly frequent howls of wild wolves echoed.。