Finally, from the gloomy doorway ca the sound of teeth grinding, and another thin blood serpent flowed out, swallowed by the thick fog.
This ti, the reaction of the scrolls was quicker, skipping many details and moving directly to the end:
"Alas, the heavens are full of unforeseeable changes!"
"Paimon was supposed to descend perfectly on December 8th, but failed to do so because Edric’s mission unexpectedly failed."
"After he entered the Fragnt of Light, he never ca out, and the Fragnt of Light isolates observation, so no one knows exactly what happened."
"Similarly unfortunate, the Fragnt of Light under Sarquis’s charge also t with an accident; the last batch of blood food failed to be delivered on ti into the body designated for Paimon’s birth."
"Both of Paimon’s incarnate tasks were not completed satisfactorily, leading to Paimon’s descent being delayed by a full four days."
"But the great King Solomon still held the upper hand, possessing countless back-ups; with the aid of XXX’s power, he successfully sealed the Star Tower in area D8B3 and began to force the descent!"
"However, at this crucial mont, the Star Tower suddenly exploded, its origin disappearing. This caused King Solomon to lose the ability to use the Star Tower as an anchor point."
"By then, King Solomon’s will had already initially descended, and even though this attempt failed, if only he could persevere for a mont longer, he could leave behind so of his power, fully infiltrate the surface, and prepare back-ups for his next plan."
"Truly, he is the Lord of Deceit, the embodint of wisdom!"
"Unfortunately, XXX, seeing that the situation was dire, imdiately fled the scene, vanishing without a trace."
"Having lost both of his main supports, this led to his plans ultimately coming to nothing."
"This does not matter, as even the East Emperor faced ruin without defeat. A resurgence is unknowable! Perhaps very soon, King Solomon’s counterattack will comnce anew!"
...
Another dead silence followed.
The Anger within the dark doorway seed unable to be contained any longer.
"I told you, I want to know more than just this!"
A burst of blood as thick as a child’s arm shot out, striking directly inside the dark, dense fog, swirling wildly for a long ti without calming down.
The fog seed unaffected and instead slowly urged the scroll to turn one more page.
This page contained only a few short lines:
"XXX has fled, escaped, erged into the daylight upon leaving the dark prison, ecstatic yet quaking with fear."
"In the last mont before leaving, XXX transmitted a ssage to the firmant, saying—"
"It heard the voice of Tai Chu!"
With a sudden flurry,
an invisible pen seed to snap abruptly, the pages rapidly closing together.
Under the watchful eyes of the five "people" surrounding the bronze table, the scroll rolled back to the beginning, unequivocally revealing three characters that, although ancient and obscure, were recognizable to all beings:
Tai Chu!
...
...
Darkness receded, light approached suddenly.
The light flickered, darkness approached briefly.
In the faltering candlelight, Xu Shu walked with his sister sitting on his neck, each arm embracing a parent, along a strangely indescribable, convoluted path.
Ahead of him was his own shadow, cast by the candlelight from behind.
His gaze was fixed on a soybean-sized fla ahead—"the remnant candle!"
At that mont, having entered the Quenching Road, Xu Shu finally understood why Wuxin had said, "Quenching Road is treacherous, with a seventy percent chance of death."
First was the path illuminated by the candlelight from the starting point—it was really too narrow!
What seed at first a grand gateway wide over a hundred feet was nothing but a deception.
In reality, after entering, the path lit by light was less than a ter wide and twisted and turned. Apart from this narrow strip, the surroundings were enveloped in darkness so deep it brought despair.
Secondly, horrific, hoarse screams occasionally ca from the surrounding darkness, making one’s scalp tingle while often accompanied by pulling forces.
It was only because Xu Shu was powerfully firm that he could continue moving forward steadfastly.
For an ordinary person, a slight stumble pulled into the darkness would an their end!
Under such circumstances, how many could continue moving forward, staying within the light?
Xu Shu saw countless indistinct figures ahead of him; these were those who had entered the Quenching Road from area D8B3 at nearly the sa ti as him.
Yet no matter how hard Xu Shu chased, he could never catch up, as if in the Quenching Road, everyone’s speed was fixed.
Behind him... since he could not look back, but he guessed the scene was likely the sa.
Occasionally, soone would try to look back, suddenly falling off the path; others would pause, seeming hesitant, and imdiately plumt to the depths below—this was falling off the Quenching Road, dropping into the unknown lands of the Demon Cave on the wilderness, becoming fodder for who knows what.
As for those pulled into the darkness by strange forces on both sides, they were innurable.
All along the way, the fearful screams were incessant, never ceasing.
Even as the shrieks continued, Xu Shu dared not stop. He dared not hesitate for a mont, mindful of the two warnings—do not look back! Do not be enveloped by darkness!
The deeper he went, the thicker the darkness grew. Clenching his teeth, he persisted in moving forward without pause, not daring to retreat in the slightest.
However, he soon noticed a problem: walking in such a "tower of Hanoi" manner with his entire family stacked together would cause the path under the candlelight to beco even more rugged and unpredictable!
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