Pei Ye suddenly felt as if he had left the realm of purple bamboo, where the poisonous flames that constantly harassed his spirit had vanished, and the feeling of not being able to distinguish between reality and illusion was gone as well... The mist and purple bamboo disappeared here; the outside air had never felt so light and fresh.
This place... bore the traces of over a hundred people having occupied it.
Compared to the pristine emptiness and solitude of the bamboo forest, these traces were so numerous and diverse that they were impossible to describe in detail—one could only imagine what the remnants of more than a hundred people living in an open space might look like.
But there were also things that were not quite normal, such as... a large amount of torn and blood-stained clothing.
They had caught Pei Ye's eye from the very beginning.
