God of Life and Time (1)

Lin Feng was still running frantically, continuously swinging his sword into the darkness.

However, no matter how he waved his sword, his surroundings remained engulfed in darkness. There was no sound, no light, just an overwhelming void.

In fact, he could not even hear the sound of him swinging his sword.

He could feel his sword projecting a beam of light. But once it ventured into the darkness, it was as though the abyss swallowed it whole, leaving no trace or ripple.

In his ears, there was only his rapid breathing and the violent heartbeat. He seemed to not be able to hear anything else. Or rather, nothing else could make a sound.

This unknown darkness weighed heavily on Lin Feng's heart, filling him with profound fear.

Moreover, this fear seemed to be infinitely magnified, causing Lin Feng to be in a daze.

It felt as though he had always been in this state, blind and deaf, unable to see or hear anything.