Lower District.
An abandoned street that had been eroded by the Crack Realm.
Yan Huan stepped out of the light screen and was stunned by the sight around him.
"How did this place turn into such a mess?"
He scratched his head and looked around.
Shattered houses.
Cracked ground.
Void creatures burning fiercely.
An old pair of underwear half-buried in the dirt.
"Did I come to the wrong place?"
Yan Huan pulled out the Heavenly Fire Greatsword in confusion. After smacking a void creature that tried to attack him to death with one swing, he wandered around.
"Hey! Is anybody here?" he shouted.
He casually swung the Heavenly Fire Greatsword again, instantly turning a large group of Void creatures charging from the side into ashes.
He continued forward in silence.
He vaguely remembered that he had been standing at this intersection when a crowd gathered around to watch him drive a tractor.
Yan Huan crouched down and touched the marks on the ground.
Looking closely, he could still make out the tire tracks left by the tractor.
But they seemed to have been there for years.
Just as Yan Huan stood up and prepared to continue searching, footsteps sounded behind him.
A young woman's voice called out.
"Huh? Why is there someone else here? Stop, don't move! I've never seen you before. Are you a wanderer?"
Yan Huan slowly turned around.
The person who had called out to him was a long-haired woman. Her long outfit was bluish-purple, and a long red ribbon was tied around her arm in the shape of a bow.
She carried a scythe over her shoulder, looking extremely arrogant.
Yan Huan's first reaction upon seeing her was shock.
"Damn, why are your shorts so short? Aren't you cold?"
The young woman furrowed her delicate brows.