Jǐngyáng gradually awoke from his unconscious state. He felt as if he were immersed in a weightless pool of water. It should have been a warm and comfortable sensation, but at this moment, his heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to burst. Jingyáng numbly realized that there seemed to be an eerie presence, feeling like scalding boiling water, yet also icy cold, wanting to burrow into the deepest part of his heart...,Recalling the heart-wrenching pain he had felt before waking, Jing Yang looked around. Surrounded by these corpses, half-buried in towering weeds, he finally understood the reason for his dream-like experience.,Jingyang spat out a mouthful of wolf hair, stepped on the corpse and declared victory, but suddenly his face changed drastically. The reason was that when his true body fell back into the pile of corpses, he unintentionally saw the gray-coated woman clutching the swaddling clothes until her death... Jingyang had thought this woman should be like his biological mother after he crossed over, and that he was almost certainly reborn from the swaddling clothes and crawled out...。