Zhong Shouzheng put away the letter, kept it close, and walked through this desolate forest.
Each time he crossed over a mountain ridge, he paused to confirm his direction anew.
This haunted place, with its chaotic space, showed sights that might not be true at all.
If you take the wrong path, you might end up missing without knowing where you've fallen.
After wandering for several two-hour periods, crossing the valley between two peaks again, everything around seemed to fade far away.
With each step, the peaks appeared to retreat several miles.
After walking for just one incense stick worth of time, everything around receded, leaving only a stone platform underfoot, surrounded by the endless void.
At the edge of the platform, it was sunken, holding some lamp oil and a cotton wick.
This was prepared for strong ones venturing into the void, using their own Yang energy and Divine Soul power to ignite the wick, which would transform into a personal beacon.
