"Sinking into oblivion…"
Lin Feng could not imagine how terrifying sinking into oblivion was.
Previously, he had never thought that he would sink into oblivion.
Perhaps he had thought of it, but he did not actually take it seriously.
From his home planet to the current spacetime cultivator, although Lin Feng had experienced hardships, he had actually turned misfortunes into blessings every time. Lin Feng had never experienced true setbacks and true despair.
It was only at this moment, when the white-haired old man woke him up and told him that he had already sunk into oblivion, that Lin Feng came back to his senses.
But what was the use?
If one could wake up just from knowing that they had "sunk into oblivion", there was no knowing how many people would have already transcended spacetime. However, up until now, only Dawn had transcended spacetime.
The others all sank into different forms of oblivion.
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