In the darkness, it feels as if I've been assimilated by the Desolate Forbidden Land, yet I have also emerged from it.
I am enveloped by a desolate power. I've lost much of my consciousness, gradually turning into an unknowable existence.
But I know Yang Xiu is here too. Like me, he has also become something unknowable.
'Yang Xiu is here too?'
When Shen Bai read this, he scanned his surroundings and thought, 'This place is more complex than it seems.'
If Yang Xiu was truly still here, then there might be hidden dangers lurking about.
After that, there was no more text, only a series of drawings.
The drawings were marked with all sorts of paths, clearly an overhead map of Molten Rock City.
After a quick look, Shen Bai was about to put the yellowed book away.
But unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew past, and the yellowed book, as if unable to withstand the ravages of time any longer, turned to smoke and ash.
