A desolate city.
Blue sunlight poured down, making everything seem exceptionally bizarre.
Having just come out of the city after wreaking havoc inside and thoroughly sweeping the place clean, Jiang Qiao naturally knew very well that there could be no people inside.
Let alone people.
There were not even any humanoid Vicious Ghosts.
And yet.
At that moment, someone had appeared at the city entrance.
He was a middle-aged man with an unkempt beard. He looked travel-worn, his face etched with the vicissitudes of life and weathering. He fit Jiang Qiao's stereotypical image of a wilderness backpacker perfectly.
He walked toward them.
While looking around in all directions.
His expression was somewhat lost and helpless, as though he had suffered some kind of setback.
He looked utterly dejected.
"The person in question?"
Jiang Qiao tightened his grip on the Immortal-Guiding Banner.
Whether it was under the blue sunlight or near the strange tents,
the Immortal-Guiding Banner had remained completely motionless.
The phantom-like Golden Boy and Jade Girl, and the seemingly real yet illusory muddy path, were entirely untouchable. Lacking some crucial piece of the puzzle, they had become stuck at a certain point and could not continue activating.
But now.
When this person appeared, the Soul-Calling Banner finally underwent a new change.
The Golden Boy and Jade Girl.
Their colors grew increasingly vivid.
They became increasingly solid.
The document in the Golden Boy's hand also became clearer. The two words "Travel Permit" could be seen on its cover. Meanwhile, the lantern carried by the Jade Girl sent its light through the hazy illusion, beginning to manifest in reality.
And as the lantern's light shone down,
that path
also became more real.
The continuous changes made Jiang Qiao realize that this newcomer was probably the owner of the tents, seemingly sealed