The Journey of the Heart

Feng Ling pinched a strand of feather-fine hair speckled with dirt and stared blankly.

Ye Zheng frowned and walked over. "What did Meteor say to you this time?"

Feng Ling snapped back to herself and looked at Ye Zheng. "She told us to follow the Hive's remains. She said we could avoid the roots from the Spring Labyrinth in the grass that way."

Disgust showed on Ye Zheng's face. "Those roots must have shown up here because of her, and now she's pretending to be a good person?"

Feng Ling thought for a moment. "Let's follow her method for now."

Ye Zheng frowned at that. "This might let us avoid the roots, but we still have to be careful. I don't believe she'll let us pass smoothly."

Feng Ling nodded, and the two of them walked into the grass side by side.

Cow Knife followed behind them. The Little Third Children flew in a dark swarm overhead. When they got tired and tried to land for a rest, the roots in the grass immediately targeted them, so the Human-faced Crows had no choice but to curse and grumble as they flew back into the sky.

The Hive's remains wound through the soil. The thinner sections had been burned to powder, while the thicker ones, though also charred black, still retained a hollow mesh-like structure, barely enough to judge the scale it had possessed while alive.

Feng Ling and Ye Zheng continued forward, passing several dried-up Life Source Pillars one after another. There were also some deformed Contaminants around them, standing motionless in the grass and basking in the sun, just like the humans previously contaminated by the Spring Labyrinth.

"Look over there..." Ye Zheng gazed at a deformed monster in the distance, her expression utterly nauseated. "That's not a normal