Chapter: 4934

Hong Wu's feeling became even more shocked, he couldn't help but exclaim loudly: "Bedlam... alive?! Just a moment ago, that huge ice block, and it's already come to life like this?!"

Li Yalin was still blinking his eyes at this time, because his visual nerves were not yet able to immediately adapt to the strong light. His eyes felt blank and unclear.

To Li Yalin, he was as if he had just finished an endless dream.

If someone told him that this dream had lasted for 100 years, he wouldn't have any doubts, because this dream was simply too long.

In this dream, his consciousness was becoming increasingly muddled.

He felt like he was falling into a world of multiple dreams, like the movie "Dreamspace," where the further he fell, the farther away from waking up.

And as he fell, time became increasingly distorted, just like the time axis was being stretched. A day in this confused state seemed to have already become not one day, but several years, or even a century.

Moreover, the longer he fell, the more ambiguous his sense of time became. It was as if the very fabric of time had been stretched out.

And what he didn't know was that, under extreme cold temperatures, his brain might still be maintaining some life force, but it would also enter an extremely slow metabolic state due to the extreme low temperature.

Freezing itself was slowing down the time axis of this body.

In such a situation, the human body is like meat - if not frozen, it will rot in three days at most. But if frozen at an extremely low temperature, even 30 years or 300 years might not be enough for it to decay.

It was precisely this kind of infinitely extended time axis that had his consciousness approaching chaos.

At this moment, he might have opened his eyes, but still felt as if he were still in that endless dream from which there was no awakening.

Just then, he suddenly heard a man's voice: "Li Yalin, can you see me clearly now?"

Upon hearing this voice, Li Yalin's heart shook.

It was very strange - for so long, his dreams had never featured any voices.

Even if he dreamed of his wife and children, or his deceased father, the scene would be like an early silent film with only images, without a sound.

And this was the first time he heard a voice, a truly clear and distinct one.

However, to him, this voice was extremely unfamiliar.

What was even stranger was that although the voice was unfamiliar, it seemed to have a few parts that were somehow familiar.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "I must... be somewhere... hearing this voice..."

Continuing from where I left off:

Moreover, the longer he fell, the more ambiguous his sense of time became. It was as if the very fabric of time had been stretched out.

And what he didn't know was that, under extreme cold temperatures, his brain might still be maintaining some life force, but it would also enter an extremely slow metabolic state due to the extreme low temperature.

Freezing itself was slowing down the time axis of this body. JrNovels.com