C1031 White Smoke

A day had passed, and a seventh of the time in the Spirit Realm had already passed.

The hearts of the people were unpredictable, and everyone was in danger.

They were all conflicted about the past and the future, and the thoughts of most people.

No one had realized that a game of the mantis hunting the cicada was playing out here. Otherwise, they would have regretted coming to the Spirit Realm