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Sitting on the ground, head lowered, Mo Wen gasped for breath like a fish that had nearly dried out finally returned to water. The black mist behind him churned and rolled, with the Electric Snake swimming within it, yet no sound emerged. Mo Wen had no idea how long he had been walking to reach this place. The scene resembled the Cloud Mist Swamp; the inky black clouds seemed to be severed by an invisible force, forming a wall. Outside the wall, the mist roiled, and a chilling cold that gnawed at his soul tormented him; inside, however, was a scene of warm sunshine and gentle breezes, and the cold sensation dissipated along with the light he had seen in the fog.
He stood up and stretched his legs. After resting for a while, he felt rejuvenated. Looking around, sunlight streamed through the gaps between the clouds and mountains, casting beams onto the ground. The mountain was covered in black stones, with occasional hints of green from plants growing in the crevices. The ground before him was littered with massive boulders; if one could see Bei Yin Mountain from afar, it would resemble a giant stone by the river covered in moss, and he felt like an ant standing among the rubble beneath that giant stone.
The surroundings remained quiet, not a sound to be heard. His breathing had calmed down, allowing him to ponder the strangeness of Bei Yin Mountain. His earlier question about why there were no descriptions of such a place in ancient texts deepened: Cloud Mist Swamp was marked as a perilous area on Old Lu's map, with clear annotations and explanations. In contrast, Bei Yin Mountain was merely noted as a landmark on this map. Based on his experience, aside from the absence of Demon Beasts and Chimeras that could appear at any moment, Bei Yin Mountain's strangeness surpassed that of Cloud Mist Swamp. Could it be an oversight by those who came before? This speculation was quickly dismissed; according to Old Lu, this map had been meticulously refined over many years by various factions. Although some details might be lacking, such an eerie place could not possibly have been overlooked...
Mo Wen decided to sit on a stone and think slowly. He continuously made various conjectures but soon rejected each one until he concluded that he could not use common sense to explain everything he had experienced. He slapped his forehead and thought, "Why overthink? I'm already here; even if I figure it out, there's only one path forward." Shaking his head with a bitter smile in his heart, he wondered when he had become so suspicious. Since he couldn't understand it all, there was no need to dwell on it; exploring ahead was what mattered.
Clearing his mind, he took down the stone tablet hanging around his neck. It had returned to its original state—dull and dark black—similar in color to the surrounding stones. He laid it flat on a rock and took out another stone tablet from his storage bag. This one was obtained from the middle-aged man who had frozen to death; at that time, he had only noticed that it resembled his own tablet. Now that he took it out again, he discovered that this tablet was white. Although the inscriptions on its surface were more complete than those on his black tablet, they were still illegible. Placing both tablets side by side created a striking contrast—one black and one white—and as Mo Wen examined them closely, he frowned and bit his hand; there seemed to be some connection between the two tablets.
"How could I forget about this!" When Old Village Chief had given him his tablet, he mentioned how the ancestors of the Li Family were hunted because of their tablet. Could it be that the owner of this white tablet was behind that pursuit? Even if it wasn't that person directly involved, they were certainly connected somehow. It seemed that his actions had avenged Kao Shu Village's ancestors after all.
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