Su Ming'an couldn't tell what he was seeing.
A luminous green light enveloped everything; a tsunami surged, a gigantic black wave rushed towards the sky, as if a meteor shattered the dawn, the dark clouds fell, overturning the heavens and earth.
Bright and dark flashed before his eyes constantly, strange fish emitted cries, bizarre birds circled the horizon, as if some mysterious creatures were awakening at this moment, and his ears were pierced by a whale-like grating hum that passed a certain tone across his eardrums and stabbed into his brain.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa."
This seemed to be a mental influence; one moment he could recall the scenes before him, the next, those scenes were like waves on a beach, and his memory was gradually devoured completely.
When he came to his senses and wanted to retreat, he felt a warmth on his cheek, as if the sky had begun to rain heavily.
