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Xiao Qiang's distracted expression startled Lin Yu. She shook him vigorously, shouting... which only made him think something serious had happened. He jumped up, wide-eyed, and asked, "What’s going on? What happened?"
"You scared me to death."
"What did I do just now?"
"Who knows?" Lin Yu bent down to pick up his backpack, both of them wanting to carry it.
But Xiao Qiang snatched it away. "Don't do that. I'll carry it. Let's go." With that, the two of them left the Throne together, the wind howling and snow swirling around them. As they stepped out of the ancient castle, they couldn't help but glance back, as if waking from a dream, marveling at how ethereal the castle appeared.
A snow-covered path beside the ancient castle piqued Xiao Qiang's curiosity. After walking a few steps closer to some strange ice sculptures, he suddenly stopped and said to Lin Yu, "Shall we see where that path leads?"
"Maybe we shouldn't go!" The more Lin Yu looked around, the more he felt something was off; a chill ran down his spine. Even though Xiao Qiang had wrapped her thick coat and scarf around him, he still felt particularly cold.
"You asked me where the air comes from earlier; it turns out it's seeping in from the Bronze Mirror."
"The Bronze Mirror is so strange."
"I have a feeling that it won't be easy to find an exit going out the front. We might have to wait for the Ancient Building to rise again, and that could take some time."
"Xiao Qiang, how about we use the time machine to leave here?"
"We can't. This place is too far removed from nature. If we recklessly use the time machine, it could cause a trajectory error. Do you know about the Fourth Space? It's a place devoid of life and any atmosphere; they say it's terrifying. I don't want to end up there because of a miscalculation."
"Then let's not activate it." Lin Yu's demeanor softened as he exhaled heavily; white mist instantly froze in the thin air, making it feel even colder. They felt as if they were drifting away from reality—not like they had entered through a desert entrance but rather as if they had arrived in Antarctica.
A sharp howl echoed down from the Stratum, clear and piercing in their ears.
Both Xiao Qiang and Lin Yu were taken aback by this sudden howl. They instinctively looked around—front, back, left, right—but all they saw was a white expanse with no signs of other creatures.
However, he quickly identified the source of the howl—it was a werewolf! The thought of werewolves reminded him of the one at the entrance that resembled a hibernating beast.
"What is that thing?"
"There's nothing, let's move quickly." It made no sense; how could there be any life in this desolate place? Xiao Qiang's anxious thoughts led him and Lin Yu toward the Bronze Mirror.
Just as they were about to pass through, a massive, dark head emerged from the frozen surface of the Bronze Mirror.
Oh no! It's a werewolf. Xiao Qiang was taken aback and quickly pulled Lin Yu back, sprinting through the icy terrain toward a narrow path. Undead creatures like werewolves were terrifying. He chastised himself for being so reckless while worrying about Lin Yu, afraid she might trip or fall.
Lin Yu hadn't noticed the disturbance at the Bronze Mirror, so she didn't understand why Xiao Qiang suddenly became tense. "Can you slow down?" This adventure was not turning out to be enjoyable for her.
The werewolf had already spotted them.
Xiao Qiang covered Lin Yu's mouth and nose. "Shh!" There was no time to run further; they had to retreat back into the ancient castle for now. He embraced her and quickened his pace into the castle.
The werewolf entered as if it owned the place, leaping and climbing with ease. It flared its ugly nostrils, sniffing the air for human scent. The bloodthirsty nature of a werewolf was truly terrifying when it caught wind of human blood.
It bared its teeth and lunged toward the ancient castle.
With Xiao Qiang's timely intervention, Lin Yu turned back casually and caught a glimpse of a dark shadow. That was the werewolf's silhouette reflected in the snow as it passed through the Bronze Mirror. Although she had many questions, seeing Xiao Qiang suddenly tense made her realize that danger was imminent.
The ancient castle had many rooms, all shrouded in darkness. Except for the main hall where they had entered, which had flaming torches, the rest felt like abandoned ruins—silent and cold.
"Stay here and don't go anywhere," Xiao Qiang instructed firmly. He needed to fight; they had to kill this inexplicably awakened werewolf to escape. They needed to uncover what connection this ancient castle had with them, why the curse had fallen upon Erzi and Xiao Yu, and what secrets lay outside in the Ancient Building, as well as Han Shaoyu's origins.
Xiao Qiang hid Lin Yu in a pitch-black room before striding out confidently. He summoned his strength; his muscles bulged, his form expanding. Hidden in the shadows, Lin Yu gasped and covered her mouth as she watched him transform in an instant.
The werewolf spotted Xiao Qiang and roared with its gaping maw, sharp fangs glinting ominously in the dim light. They were barely two meters apart.
To draw the werewolf away and protect Lin Yu, Xiao Qiang pushed himself to leap into the air. The werewolf was undeterred, climbing up to pounce on him within the confined space.
At that moment, Xiao Qiang no longer resembled a human; he opened his mouth wide and howled, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
The werewolf continuously changed its attack strategy, but no matter how it adapted, it could not escape Xiao Qiang's powerful dive attack.
Xiao Qiang's dagger scraped against the thick back of the werewolf several times, yet it failed to draw even a single hair.
After several rounds of this, he began to feel restless. Coupled with his concern for Lin Yu's current situation, he lost the will to fight. With a swift movement, he broke free from the werewolf's gaze and dashed out of the Bronze Mirror into the outside world.
Lin Yu, hiding in the shadows, grew anxious as she waited for Xiao Qiang's return. If it weren't for the child in her womb, she would have rushed out without a second thought.
Outside, everything seemed to fall silent; there was no sound from Xiao Qiang, nor any other disturbances. Slowly, she stood up and took a Glow Stick from her backpack, flicking it on and tossing it into the dark room.
The ancient civilization had no sense of race or borders. What met her eyes were murals, and this time they were vastly different from those outside. One mural depicted a barefoot, naked infant being held upside down by a disheveled Witch, placed above a fire pit. The implication of the mural suggested that the infant was to be roasted and eaten.
In another mural, a torrential flood swept in, and those defenseless Primitive Humans instinctively raised their hands in an attempt to shield themselves from the deluge.
Lin Yu felt that these images were captivating; for a brief moment, she felt as if she were immersed in the scenes, vividly sensing the atmosphere and essence within them.
With Xiao Qiang's situation unclear, she knew she had to go out. The backpack felt heavy but was not difficult to carry. However, after much consideration, she decided to temporarily set it down and cautiously stepped out from her hiding place.
Gradually adapting to the darkness, Lin Yu could see that she was walking down a corridor leading to the main hall. Suddenly, she halted, suspiciously staring at a damp patch just a meter ahead of her.
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