C1023 The Hope of the Spirit Intent Stage

*Crash!*

Chu Lin's forward march halted after over an hour of walking. He furrowed his brow, intently examining the blood-colored stone in his grasp, which was now faintly shimmering with light.

"Have I finally arrived?" Chu Lin murmured, glancing toward the right side of the engulfing darkness. With a brief moment of hesitation, he extended his finger and pointed