Situ Xing was sinking into darkness.
"Wake up, Xing'er, wake up." In the boundless darkness, there came a faint call.
"Where, where am I?" Situ Xing's consciousness gathered.
He looked around and saw the night sky like ink, stretching endlessly, with no sun or moon, only boundless darkness pressing down, making him feel suffocated and hopeless.
All was silent.
"I, I seem to have forgotten something." Situ Xing tried hard to recall.
At that moment, in the deep night sky, a faint light suddenly appeared.
The light was extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
Then, a second point, a third, a fourth...
Countless points of light lit up in the dark sky, dense and overwhelming.
It was as if someone ignited thousands of lamps in the darkness, one after another, spreading from near to far, from one end of the horizon to the other.
In an instant, the once empty night sky was filled with countless points of light.
