Chương 1443: Ogostin

Hao Xuan used the brief moment of respite to examine his surroundings as a dull, aching pain spread throughout his body.

His memories were a mess, old and new mixing together in a perfect blend of confusion and chaos, things from a future that should not have been or a past that never was, all coming together once again.

He was seeing and hearing things, things that made no sense. His own youthful figure aimlessly walking through a forest, following an old man and another child to some unknown destination.

He shivered.

Despite standing under the scorching heat he was feeling cold to the bone, as if his mind and body were connected across time and space to another.

This 'dissonance' only lasted for a moment before his senses returned to normal.

He was standing in the middle of two wastelands. On the right was a white sandy desert and on the left a scorched hellscape where nothing grew, but both went on far beyond his vision.