Lin Yue looked at the yarn in his hand and then at the beach.
We didn't take a wrong turn.
Where's the door? Where's my door? Is it just yarn left?
Could it be...
He grasped the yarn and quickly sprinted along the beach, glancing at the now clearer full moon as a sense of unease began to flood inside him.
The end of the yarn was tied to a spear deeply embedded in the sand, which Lin Yue picked up and gazed forward.
In the direction where the Ancient Secret Realm Gate should have been, now only waves beating against the beach remained.
Approaching the water's edge, Lin Yue indeed found his Ancient Secret Realm Gate, but it was only the uppermost stones left, completely submerged in the seawater.
"Boink boink!" Bai warned Lin Yue about what might happen if he entered the water, and Lin Yue indeed did not step forward.
Through the telescope, there was something densely packed among the distant white waves, their white tentacles dancing tirelessly in the water.
