In the grey shroud of mist, all they could see was the eye monster. All around them were trees, but only pieces of them—cracked wood, long dead, promising them the same fate would soon be theirs.

It held them all, mesmerized, a horror straight from the nightmares that had awoken them in their childhoods, making them weep for hours.

“Ss. Ss.”

The eye monster made a strange hissing sound as it swung its sharp claws at the trio, trailing a ghoulish miasma in the attack.

There was corruption on the claws. If it made contact, it would enter their bodies, leaving a fatal wound.

Weng!

The black claws raked against Li Luo's scalp, clamping down. It squeezed.

The digits passed through his head without resista...