Unlike the other adventurers in the field, Xia Nan, who was holding a resonating stone at this moment, seemed to blend and connect with the luminous glow it emitted.
One by one, the scattered light spots across the island were sensed by him in an instant.
They were fleeting.
Without carefully counting them, a thought flashed in his mind, and he instinctively realized:
—There are a hundred of them.
What does this mean?
Is it a hundred specially processed Deep Sea Resonating Stones, or a hundred adventurers chosen like himself, floating in mid-air?
Or perhaps... both?
Xia Nan didn't have time to think more.
As the light curtain shrouding the island gradually stabilized, the bluish light enveloping his body surface became brighter, and his spirit seemed to be affected by something.
His consciousness gradually sank.
In a daze, Xia Nan suddenly felt a familiar sensation.
This sense of being guided out of reality, like falling into a dream.
