Pursuing the damned souls, Chi Cheng weaved through the Frost Forest's trees swiftly. They were much faster than he anticipated, considering they levitated through the air. His injured leg weakened his pace, but he was determined to elicit more information from the shadowy figures.
Their screeches and taunts filled his ears, beckoning him towards them. The damned souls were crafty, delving into the paths where the morning's rays couldn't strike them.
'In new flesh, you walk…' The higher evolved spirit enveloped in crimson energy turned its formless head, gazing back at Chi Cheng with a toothless grin. 'But we see the beast in you… Jing Ling!'
The mention of Chi Cheng's former name roused a throbbing feeling in his head. It was like a sharp thump, flashing brief memories of his past life but they were too hazy for him to recognise the events clearly.
