Wilderness Mountain Range, beneath an azure sky wreathed in clouds and mist.
In the dilapidated village, fallen leaves carpeted the small bluestone streets, untouched for ages. The many stalls lining both sides of the road were likewise thick with dust, unattended. The entire village was quiet and desolate, as though it had been abandoned.
This was none other than Windless Town—the little town where Chen Fan had first arrived after entering the Great Immortal Cultivation World!
Back then, while he was completely unconscious, Old Wu had brought him home to nurse his injuries. Unfortunately, good times did not last. Many villagers' children had entered the Rosy Cloud Sect, and when the Rosy Cloud Sect was annihilated by the Yin Kui Sect, the village was implicated as well. All the villagers had no choice but to flee.
Now, several months later, Chen Fan had not expected the giant toad beast to bring him back here. In terms of distance, this place truly lay several hundred thousand li away from the mystic realm, though it was still within the borders of the Kingdom of Wu.
"Things remain, but people have changed. Back then, the folk here were simple and honest. Who would have thought they would suffer such an undeserved calamity?" Chen Fan shook his head and murmured softly.
He then strode toward the center of town, soon arriving at the little house where Old Wu had once lived.
Creak!
He pushed open the wooden door and found that nothing inside had changed, except that everything was now covered in dust.
Chen Fan lightly swept his sleeve, brushing away all the dust, then sat down in a wooden chair, lost in thought.
"The mystic realm should not have closed yet. Those people will surely seal off its entrances and exits. No one