Opening eyes again.
Lin Yi heard a series of orderly chanting sounds by his ears.
At the same time, he also smelled a strange fragrance at the tip of his nose.
This fragrance made people calm and at peace when inhaled.
He couldn't muster any motivation anymore.
"The Abyss is vast and boundless..."
"The Imperial Majesty is mighty..."
"We are all suffering..."
"Life is like floating grass..."
"We invite you to come to the world..."
"All realms will pay tribute...!"
"The Abyss is vast and boundless..."
...
Listening to this orderly and rhyming chant, Lin Yi, who had just awakened, instantly felt his eyelids grow heavy and was about to fall asleep.
However, in the next moment, Lin Yi forced himself to stay alert.
After all, he was a Mage.
His main attribute was Spiritual Power.
Naturally, his resistance to such hypnotic effects was much stronger than others.
Lin Yi squinted his eyes half-open, observing the situation around him.
He found himself on a sacrificial altar.
