บท 853: 852. More misfortune than fortune

The skull was yellowish, as if it had weathered countless years, with a viscous glaze coating its surface. Within the skull, a golden fire burned quietly.

The golden flames presented an illusion of both order and chaos, captivating anyone who laid eyes on it.

The flames seeped out from the skull, dropping into Lu Ban's hands. The fire was not scorching but rather imparted a feeling of warmth. As it trickled through his fingertips, it felt like fine sand slipping through.

Lu Ban did not hesitate and crushed it immediately.

The sandy flames swiftly spread over Lu Ban's body, spreading over his gradually melting flesh, and suddenly, Lu Ban became a man of fire.

The flames brought intense pain and did not spread to his surroundings but burned quietly on Lu Ban's body.

Amidst these fierce flames, countless layers of illusory whispers sounded in Lu Ban's ears.

"...We made a mistake once; we cannot make the wrong choice again. I'd rather choose nothing than make the wrong choice..."