The skies above the Extinction Ruins were filled with a color of decay, like a piece of whole wheat bread that had barely started to mold. As Yi Chen traveled on, the coldness in the air grew more and more intense.
Two days later.
A vast and quietly green river lay before him.
Green does not always signify life, at least not this river, which emanated a sense of deathly stillness and strangeness, causing a feeling of discomfort to arise within anyone who beheld it.
However, faced with this scene, Yi Chen, who rode upon a crimson leopard, instead revealed a faint smile. He flipped open a book and began to carefully compare it with a certain page.
"The ancient texts of the Zheng Family record that the cave where their ancestors fell lies upstream of the River of Dead Silence. The river, mysterious and enigmatic in its green hue where even a feather would sink swiftly and disappear without trace."
