"Who am I? Where am I?" In the void, Yang Yan looked bewildered.
He gazed around at the darkness, unsure of where to go.
Yang Yan tried hard to recall something, but only waves of pain filled his mind.
Occasionally, bits of light flickered in the void, prompting Yang Yan to sense them and dash toward them.
At that moment, he was unburdened by wandering thoughts, unaware of fatigue, and charging forward relentlessly.
He didn't know how long he had been running.
One day, two days, three days…
He seemed to have traversed several epochs before a massive golden key appeared before him.
"What is this?"
Yang Yan didn't have time to think much before the key shone brightly, and scenes from the past flashed in his mind like a slideshow.
"I am Yang Yan, I am Yang Yan!"
"Haha! I know, I know! I, Yang Yan, have lived through nine lifetimes and have come back, come back!"
