Thymaleon, weakened from reassembling his body, transformed into a dim streak of white light and flew toward a hidden valley in the southeast.

Under the moonlight, his figure no longer looked transcendent and graceful. Instead, he appeared hurried and disheveled.

He passed through layers of primitive jungle shrouded in eerie mist and swept over several marshes lurking with dangerous presences. Finally, he reached his destination.

The valley's entrance was blocked by dense vines and bizarre s