Deep in the Blood-Colored Plain, the Eerie Rules spread out, and a blurry image appeared.
In the image, a huge bell lay on the ground, battered and riddled with holes. It seemed to have endured a great battle and been smashed beyond repair, without a trace of divine radiance left.
Beside the bell, a woman whose face could not be made out lay sprawled over it, weeping. Tears streamed down her face, and she was overcome with grief.
She shouted something, but it was impossible to hear clearly. The Rules drowned it out—or perhaps time had erased the sound.
Hua Yunfei strained to make out the woman's face and hear what she was shouting. But even as the corners of his eyes split and his eardrums burst, he still couldn't do it.
The Blood-Colored Plain was a special forbidden ground within the Eerie Blood Mountain. Unlike the places he had just passed through, it was filled with a strange aura, and its Rules were as boundless as the sea—terrifying beyond compare.
With his strength as it was now, seeing this image at all was already his limit.
"You're bleeding from all seven orifices. Did you see something?" the Silvery-Yellow Stone asked in alarm.
At that moment, blood ran from all seven of Hua Yunfei's orifices. He looked wretched, his face as pale as a vengeful ghost's, and the sight gave the Silvery-Yellow Stone a fright.
Was it the person I'm thinking of? Hua Yunfei wondered, ignoring everything else, his heart heavy.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see anything more. The image remained horribly blurred, and not a single sound reached his ears.
Yet a broken sob kept drifting into his ears. It was bizarre: he couldn't hear what the woman was shouting, but her weeping carried