Seeing Phili inexplicably walk in one direction, her eyes vacant as though something had bewitched her and robbed her of consciousness, Li Shaolin hurried forward.
He grabbed her left hand, trying to stop her from moving on.
But Phili suddenly displayed tremendous strength completely disproportionate to her build. With a fierce wrench, she dragged Li Shaolin stumbling, broke free from his grip, and continued onward.
What was going on?
Alarmed, yet afraid to use force and hurt her, he could only lead the skeletons after her to see what exactly was causing trouble.
Several skeletons of varying sizes followed behind a woman with a blank expression. As the morning wind blew, the wooden doors of the dilapidated houses nearby creaked and swayed. In the fog-shrouded, deathly silent morning, the scene was utterly eerie.
As the mist dispersed, a massive bonfire appeared before Li Shaolin.
The bonfire, constructed from several enormous logs, seemed to have gone unused for a long time. It was covered in cobwebs and dust, with a thin layer of black ash beneath it.
Phili did not slow down. She circled around the bonfire and headed toward a tall stone building ahead. From the look of it, she intended to enter it.
As he passed the bonfire, Li Shaolin felt his mind stir for no reason. An inexplicable pressure seemed to emanate from the firepit, making it difficult for him to breathe and leaving him deeply uncomfortable. It felt as though a gigantic, ferocious beast lurked within, staring at him and waiting for a chance to ambush him!
His nerves instantly tensed. With a grab through the air, he summoned three Bone Shields to circle his body. At the same time, he took out a one-handed sword from his Storage Space and held it in his hand, while