Waltz Fleur became tense. “Senior, do you hear that sound? Is that a woman’s voice?”

Alex Rockefeller nodded his head while he looked somewhere further on the left. “There is more than one.”

“It sounds so miserable. Why would there be the sound of women crying in a shrine like this? Could it be… something that’s not human? What if it’s a female ghost?” Waltz said. Shivering, she hurriedly pressed herself against Alex’s body.

Although it was not the first time seeing something like that, Waltz still found the thought very terrifying.

“It’s not a female ghost. It’s a person,” Alex said while shaking his head. Through his Chi observations, he could tell that there was human energy further on the left. That meant there was someone alive. “Let’s have a look. Be careful,” Alex said.

The two of them walked toward the source of the sound.

There were dense vines all the way down the path, there were all over the space.

“Senior, what are these vines? I’ve never seen anything like it.” Wal