A haunting wail echoed in Li Fan's ears, its sound wavering like thin mist.
Since he first noticed its existence, it seemed to have found a target to cling to.
The sounds surged forth, surrounding him like a swarm of dark spirits.
In an instant, it felt as if he had plunged into a hellish realm where evil spirits gathered, the terrifying voices wrapping around him from all directions.
And then, uncertainly, he heard whispers in the chaotic murmurs, words like "Heaven" and "Doctor."
The more he focused on those words, the louder their call became, like a rising tide threatening to overtake him.
Suddenly, within the Dust Crossing Boat, a brilliant fire-red light burst forth.
Above the cabin, a twelve-petaled red lotus blossomed gracefully.
As its petals unfurled, the noise around Li Fan abruptly cleared.