Han Yu had already cursed the Fire Spirit countless times in his heart. When he found himself back at the starting point in a daze, it meant he'd been gnawed by the gray wolves once again.
The good news was that one couldn't really die here, at worst he'd have to start over.
The bad news was the pain was real. When the gray wolves chewed on his flesh and bones, it hurt so much that his tears flew out.
Moreover, he had to start all over again from the beginning. He had lost count of how many times he repeated the process, every time getting wrecked by the gray wolves at the same broken path.
That floating stone was impossible to climb, yet it distracted him every time, giving him hope to try again, only to become wolf chow repeatedly.
Appearing anew, he was too exhausted to curse. After a few hops, he managed to dodge the gray wolves at the cliff's edge. He dared not stop because whenever the wolves were out of sight, new ones would automatically spawn behind him.
