The clouds engulfed Lin Yi, and he fully entered his dreamscape transfer station, yet the song continued to fade slowly by his ear...
["Lin Yi... Lin Yi..."]
["When the Black Moon withers..."]
["Sing my name loudly..."]
...
Finally, the song completely faded away.
Lin Yi exhaled a long breath.
He confirmed several times that the song didn't continue to follow him, and only then did he feel relieved.
Yet despite this, he still harbored a strong wariness towards that song.
What kind of song could follow his will through dreams and trace him?
Isn't it too terrifying?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bit of lingering fear, but once again thought of that whirlpool and the figure traversing dimensions, and his heart turned solemn.
"I didn't expect Young Master Tian to be delivering such terrifying information to me!"
"That whirlpool... that figure... what is it about?"
"Why didn't Young Master Tian tell me during the exchange?"
