The barren world lay in utter silence, not a trace of life to be seen. Even the sky was shrouded in a heavy gloom, gray and dim, with no sunlight in sight.
Countless withered bones lay buried beneath the dark brown soil. A crimson figure walked across the land, her steps seeming slow yet swift in truth; in the blink of an eye, she covered tens of thousands of miles.
Qing Lan had entered this place nearly a century ago. No matter how far she explored, the world around her remained the same, without the slightest difference. She could find no exit and had no way to escape.
The world's spiritual energy was extremely sparse. There was not a single blessed land capable of sustaining her for long. She had no choice but to keep moving, draining all the spiritual energy from the land as she passed in order to sustain her cultivation.
Over the past century, even with the occasional pause, the distance she had covered was already beyond measure.
Swish—
Qing Lan suddenly stopped and looked toward a vast secluded valley.
Compared to the surrounding world, the spiritual energy within the valley was so dense it was almost outrageous.
Divine light shone in her eyes as she pierced the void and saw what lay at the bottom of the valley.
A female corpse clad in green had been pinned to the earth by a golden arrow.
No one knew how many tens of thousands of years ago this world had fallen into ruin, yet the woman's flesh had not decayed. She looked lifelike, her eyelids half-open as she gazed up at the heavens.
An invisible, mysterious force extended from the golden arrow, sealing off the entire valley.
Qing Lan walked closer and studied it for a moment. Understanding