Chapter 426: The Labyrinth of Memory

The building, already old and decrepit, was violently shaking, like a sampan navigating tumultuous seas, helpless and pitiable to behold.

The earthquake had reached the entire city. Streets were sinking at their foundations, the ground cracked open, and accompanied by a rumbling noise, some buildings sunk straight into the earth—a terrifying sight reminiscent of someone stepping into quicksand, doomed to descend into despair, or like rootless water rising over the head of a drowning person.

Yet inside this house, in this city, the only two people capable of speech were completely still, maintaining silence.

Xu Xiangyang refused to let go of Fake Qingyue's hand. At the same time, he immediately activated his ability, extending the tendrils of his consciousness toward the other party, trying to grasp any vulnerability at the conceptual level.