Shen Jingqi looked at the three paths, troubled: "Which one should we take? Each path seems filled with unknowns."
Lin Yue carefully observed the surroundings and suddenly noticed some strange footprints on the ground. The footprints were shallow and hard to notice unless looked at closely. "Look, there are footprints here. Maybe these footprints can give us some hints."
They followed the direction of the footprints, which led to the middle path. They exchanged a glance and then resolutely stepped onto the middle path.
This path was more rugged than they imagined, with sharp and slippery stones underfoot; a single misstep could lead to a fall. They walked cautiously, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from ahead. It was like the roar of a beast combined with the chant of some mysterious ritual, sending chills down their spines. Shen Jingqi and Lin Yue stopped in their tracks, their hearts involuntarily beating faster.
