A powerful presence came upon them. Gao Yang felt like the Tai Mountain was crashing down, and he was forced to drop to one knee under the pressure, his body almost falling apart.1

The others weren’t doing any better. They had either gotten down on their knees or on all fours.0

Strange noises swarmed up to them. Like tens of thousands of people were chanting an ancient litany at high speed, the chorus of voices overwhelmed them in waves, solemn and irresistible.0

Gao Yang felt as if heaven and earth had flipped, and his head hurt so much it seemed like it was splitting.0

Ronnie’s Disorientation robbed one of the ability to think, while this chorus of voices instilled in him a bone-deep sense of oppression and suffocation.0

Gao Yang didn’t have the words to describe the fear and helplessness. His mind was being torn to pieces slowly but surely. If this went on, he felt...0