Great Xia's border.
The Kunlun Mirror cut through the hazy fog and silently approached Great Xia. In the distance, the outline of the Wall of Miracles flickered faintly at the end of the horizon.
"We're finally going home." Baili Pangpang stretched lazily.
Lin Qiye, his ears wrapped in white cloth, let out a long breath when he saw Great Xia in the distance. A tidal wave of exhaustion washed over him, and the taut nerve in his mind finally relaxed.
From Utopia to the agent gathering, then to King's Treasury, and later Asgard... Lin Qiye had been traveling through the fog for far too long. The threat of death had constantly hung over him, leaving him utterly exhausted in both body and mind. He had not noticed it before, but the closer he got to Great Xia, the stronger that feeling became.
The sight of Great Xia's distant border gave Lin Qiye an unprecedented sense of peace.
"Someone's approaching." Queen Mother of the West stood at the center of the Kunlun Mirror. Her eyes narrowed as she suddenly turned toward a certain direction, divine power surging within her.
Queen Mother of the West, Monkey King, Yang Jian, and Zhou Ping all looked into the distance at the same time, ready to strike at any moment.
Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat.
Don't tell me something else is going to happen when we're already at Great Xia's doorstep?
Following everyone's gazes, Lin Qiye and the others saw a petite figure floating beyond Great Xia's borders, seemingly hesitating and wandering about.
"She looks like a Norse God. A fish that slipped through the net?" Monkey King raised the Golden Cudgel, his voice gradually turning icy.
"Wait!" Lin Qiye recognized the figure's face and suddenly spoke.
"I... know her..."
Lin Qiye's muffled voice