He wandered through the mist, trying to find his way with only vague memories and a faint sense of direction to guide him.
But the surrounding trees seemed to have come alive, constantly shifting their positions—
No matter which way he went, he always seemed to end up back where he started.
Time ticked by.
Just as he was about to be completely trapped by this strange mist, a faint voice, ethereal and echoing, once again pierced his consciousness.
"Big brother… over here…"
'It was the little girl's voice!'
It was clearer than in his dream, urgently guiding him!
Chu Fan immediately followed the sound.
Before long, a faint glimmer of light broke through the mist, drifting unsteadily until it hovered before him.
Looking closely, he saw it was a piece of inch-long White Bone, shaped like a child's Finger Bone.
The glimmer emanated from within the bone, eerie yet soft.
Chu Fan felt a chill and subconsciously pulled his robes tighter.
