"Hiss... Hiss... Hiss..."
As he continued to advance, Lin Yi's breathing became subtly heavier, and his breaths began to show some signs of disarray.
Sensing something, he abruptly turned his gaze towards a certain spot deep in the dense forest—he saw a flowering tree.
The snow-white skeletal buds were about to bloom, clustered together in bunches, but no matter how he looked at them, something felt off.
He took another careful look and instantaneously felt a chill down his spine.
Those were not flower buds at all, but numerous small skulls gathered together at the treetops, forming a sinister skeleton flower tree!
Amidst the enveloping pale mist, these tree-full of pale skulls seemed to come alive, murmuring an eerie tune through the sobbing wind.
When the wind blew, the skulls rattled and jostled on the tree.
