The decorations within the White Bone Pagoda's Daoist temple were unremarkable, with calligraphy and paintings urging the pursuit of knowledge hanging on drab walls. Outside the windows, all was shrouded in a blinding white haze.
Burning Eyes True Monarch had chosen to enter the White Bone Pagoda to avoid danger and had considered escaping more than once.
But each time he approached the main door, an indescribable terror would seize his heart, as though some unspeakable entity lurked beyond it.
"Damn it…"
His expression twisted with venomous hatred, his eyes filled with defeat. He cursed Daoist Qingtian under his breath, wishing he could kill him to vent his fury.
He blamed everything on Li Mo, as if making him the scapegoat could soothe his own turbulent emotions.
Burning Eyes True Monarch had no sense of how long he had been trapped inside the White Bone Pagoda. As time passed, his memories became increasingly fragmented and blurred.
