Xiang Beifei stood in a forest, with grotesque rocks on the ground and lush trees growing all around. These trees were tremendously tall, reaching hundreds of meters high, making it impossible to see their tops when he looked up.
He did not know where he was, but it definitely was not Chou Hou, because logically, Chou Hou should have been shattered and not recovered this quickly; it would not have grown here so soon.
The surroundings were a dripping green with plants intermingling wildly, growing very vigorously. Only the patch of grass where Xiang Beifei stood at the entrance of the cave looked withered, with yellowed, gray leaves drooping to the ground, seemingly affected by the altar of blood inside the cave.
The cave entrance extended from underground, with a steep incline. Xiang Beifei hadn't noticed it when he ran out, but now he saw that water was flowing along the ground toward the entrance, seemingly heading for that altar of blood.
