Third-person POV
Weisheng narrowed his eyes when a radiant light suddenly blinded his vision. He slowly opened his eyes and surprised to see himself in a completely white space. Usually, the dreams he had were filled with unfathomable darkness and many resentful spirits would try to pull him into their world.
Yet, at where he was standing, it was so pure that even a piece of dust could be noticed in a glimpse. Seeing the white color, he suddenly remembered Hong er. He looked around like mad and when he parted his lips to call his wife's name, nothing came out.
He clenched his jaw in frustration, he decided to run through the mystifying white space. He didn't remember how long he has run. Then a faint clinking sound was heard from his side.
He whipped his head to the source of the sound and his eyes immediately went wide. Not far from him, Hong er was chained on a block of wood with no consciousness. Her surrounding was pitch black, different from his.