Jilin drove his stream of escaping light, speeding rapidly in the direction of Chentang Pass.
Suddenly, a woman's heartbreaking cry pierced the sky and drilled straight into his ears. Startled, Jilin immediately stopped his light and looked down in the direction of the sound.
On the winding mountain path, a woman in white was clutching the body of a child and weeping bitterly. The child was completely motionless, exuding an aura of utter death.
Chapter 229