Jingyang was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, completely sobering him up.,Jingyang kept retreating, soon bumping into the original pile of corpses. There was no way out.,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.。