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Amid the dull thud of a knife-hand striking flesh, Zhang Yunxi grunted and lost consciousness.
Luo Bin held his fingers beneath Zhang Yunxi's nostrils. Only when he felt him breathing did he finally let out a breath of relief.
The rain was so heavy that moisture was even seeping through the gaps around the door.
Zhang Yunxi's eyes were not fully closed. They remained slightly open, still radiating fear that even unconsciousness could not dispel.
What had Zhang Yunxi seen?
What Luo Bin had seen was a person who looked almost exactly like the clay statue.
But those were all illusions. Everything that had happened had been imagined.
That was why the scene had not appeared in his memories during Rewind.
That was why he had been able to snap out of it immediately.
What kind of terror could keep Zhang Yunxi from coming to his senses even when he was on the verge of death?
Cold.
Luo Bin felt waves of cold wash over him.
Amid that chill, he once again felt someone watching him.
There was no one inside the Main Hall.
There could not be anyone watching him!
The clay statue could not move. There were no ghosts, and that was no corpse either.
It was an illusion. A hallucination!
The moment I turn around, I'll definitely see something. Something will definitely go wrong!
Was this what made this path so strange?
The Heart-Peering Grounds?
Did this place peer into people's thoughts? Into their deepest fears?
Indeed, there was no danger on the path. Were people themselves the danger? Their own hearts?
The instant that thought occurred to him, Luo Bin's heart began beating faster.
The sense of being watched grew stronger. His sixth sense insisted there was someone behind him!