In the dim light, it seemed as if wisps of translucent light flickered and darted before Yi Shumen's drowsy eyes. His mind raced like a carousel, replaying fragmented memories in vivid flashes, even conjuring up hallucinations. He saw figures, scrolls, heard whispers, and imagined himself clad in robes and armor—a kaleidoscope of familiar and unfamiliar selves...,At this moment, Yi Shu Yuan instinctively reached out to grab onto everything. The swirling light seemed to be grasped by his fingertips.,He had no time to think about anything else. Yi Shumen only dared to glance at the dark water below before frantically paddling towards the surface, gasping for air. The intense pain of suffocation drove him into a frenzy.。