A thick mist filled the stone path as a figure moved slowly, but only the upper half could be seen.
The serpentine body appeared and disappeared intermittently, surely a sight that would terrify the uninformed to ascension on the spot.
Feng Yi had been doing well these past few days. Ever since he personally experienced the function of this stone path, he spent most of his days here. The stones soothed his muscles and delighted his spirit.
In the last two days, the unusual sensation in his tail had grown stronger, the feeling of being bound becoming more pronounced.
Besides, Feng Yi also noticed an increase in secretions at the corners of his eyes, with no signs of inflammation or infection—appearing overheated, but actually quite normal considering the changes in his body.
After crawling around the stone path, Feng Yi took a bottle of eye drops from the shelf nearby and dripped some into his eyes, closing them as he leaned against the boulder to relax.
