Sheyan continued advancing after storing the golden pearl. At present, he roughly understood the hunting patterns of the Plaga Hosts. They didn’t rely on sight, smell or hearing, but instead were attuned to the vibrations of the ground.
Therefore, his ‘Tigfog’ herb medicine was obviously useless. He reckoned that as long as he took gentle steps forward, the troubles encountered would decrease relatively.
After winding through a stone wall, a vast emptiness appeared before Sheyan. Right ahead, was a terrifyingly deep abyss. An elongated rocky bridge spanned across this abyss, and could only be described as the work of God. This rocky bridge was exceptionally narrow, allowing at most one person to pass through at any one time.
