Translator: Silavin *Tap, tap, tap…* Su Bai and the others were walking through the forest. This was their third day after they left the Tribe.
Translator: Silavin “No, it’s too risky.” He Chuan immediately refused.
Translator: Silavin *Crackle, pop…* In the dense primitive forest, a large circle of fire pits were burning, emitting sounds of dry wood being consumed by the flames. Wisps of smoke drifted towards the sky, and the orangish-red firelight kept flickering.
Translator: Silavin Everyone present watched in astonishment, unsure of what had just happened. Moreover, was the next part of the ceremony not supposed to be dancing around the bonfire? How did the bonfire turn into a multi-colored flame?
Translator: Silavin Su Bai looked at the red pigment in the Beast Bone Cup, curious about its origin.
Translator: Silavin The first ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness of night, and all creatures on Earth opened their drowsy eyes, lazily enjoying the warmth after the long night.
Translator: Silavin Looking down from the sky, a long line of people could be seen advancing through the forest.
Translator: Silavin Sha Lan’s feet kept shuffling in place, visibly nervous. This was her first time encountering such a situation.
