It was very likely just as Meng Zhao had surmised, but he still had one question. Would everyone fall asleep, dream, and receive fragmented visions, or was Gan Mingfeng the only one?
Meng Zhao could not be certain whether Gan Mingfeng possessed some special quality that had granted him such dreamlike guidance.
After all, the fact that he had escaped Lishou Mountain alive two years ago was somewhat too fantastical. It was not impossible that he was one favored by fate, but Meng Zhao had observed him for so long and did not think he was some protagonist destined to stir the winds and clouds.
Still, no matter what, receiving such a hint and gaining something from it was good. At least they were not completely in the dark.
"Do you feel anything else? Is there anywhere you particularly want to go, or anything you particularly want to do?"
Meng Zhao felt that if Gan Mingfeng truly had something extraordinary about him, he would reveal it in their next course of action.
Gan Mingfeng hesitated. Yet out of fear of Meng Zhao's absolute martial strength, as well as cherishing his own life, he answered honestly, "Yes. Deep in my heart, there is a voice faintly calling to me. It seems, it seems to want me to go somewhere. I think that place should be where the Goguryeo Evil Artifact is sealed, perhaps also where that Cloud Peak we saw before is located."
At present, Meng Zhao and Gan Mingfeng were still quite far from Cloud Peak. It was only because of the boundless white mist that they seemed to have fallen into a great formation. In essence, they remained outside it, perhaps merely affected by the formation's power.
"Good. Then lead the way according to your instincts. Rest assured, with