Han Li lay motionless on the ground, feeling the scorching heat beneath him, while silently calculating the passage of time.
If he remembered correctly, by the human world's convention of counting one day as a cycle of day and night, he had been lying here for three entire months.
The reason for such certainty was due to the sky he gazed upon—there were three blazing suns and four indistinct moon phantoms hanging simultaneously.
Han Li knew clearly that, come the near nightfall, these suns would gradually transform into moons, and when daytime returned, the moons would, one by one, turn glaringly hot and morph back into seven suns.
In other words, the sky here always maintained the presence of seven luminous celestial bodies—breathtakingly harsh during the day and coolly dim during the night.
