The sedan chair swayed within the ancient courtyard, moving from this courtyard to that one, passing through one ancient gate after another, traversing one old alleyway after another.
The entire journey was silent, not a sound could be heard, even the footsteps of those carrying the chair were light, as if afraid of disturbing something.
Sitting inside the sedan chair, Jiang Nuo was initially curious, wanting to explore the outside world with his consciousness.
But the moment the sedan chair started moving, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have lost connection with the outside world, as if he was trapped alone in a pitch-black world.
The feeling was truly unpleasant.
It felt as if the whole world had left only you, with darkness before your eyes, you couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything, just sitting there, only able to feel the sway underneath.
Swaying, swaying, swaying...
Time seemed to have stopped, no longer flowing.
This feeling was incredibly frightening.
