Deep in the heart of the Danger Zone in the Falling Wind Mountains.
Layer upon layer of ancient, blackish-gray forest stretched without end. The mountain air carried the icy chill of decay and annihilation. Erosive rules shrouded this entire land year-round, leaving vegetation withered and rocks darkened. Even the biting winds that swept through from time to time bore the desolation of deathly stillness.
After an entire month of searching the whole region, the search forces of the Alchemist Alliance and the Wild Horse Tribe had advanced step by step from the mountains' outskirts. They had now largely gathered along the boundary of the deep interior. One more step would bring them into the true heart of this dangerous region.
The two forces occupied the eastern and western sides, their hundred-plus demigod experts covering almost the entire inner region.
On the western peak, Su Wan stood straight in a plain white dress. Her cool gaze swept over the dark forest, her expression grave throughout. She looked through the trees, her thoughts unreadable.
Beside her, several demigod cultivators of the Alchemist Alliance stood in different directions, each holding an array disc inscribed with intricate runes.
On the eastern peak, Su Lun led the stationed force, with his younger tribesmates Na Ya and Tuo Ke behind him.
He had not wanted Na Ya and Tuo Ke to come along. After all, that thief was powerful, while these two had only just broken through to demigod and had yet to stabilize their cultivation. If they truly encountered him, they might not be able to protect themselves.
But Na Ya had stubbornly insisted on coming with him, leaving him no choice but to reluctantly agree.
At that moment, Na Ya was forming seals with both hands. Spiritual light streamed continuously from her fingertips into