The Sect Is Gone? Master Is Dead Too!

A few days later.

Song Li and the other two stood before a desolate expanse.

"Senior Brother, we've been walking for so long. When will we reach the sect?"

Standing behind him, Ye Ming looked over the barren land and felt certain he had never been here before.

Could they have taken the wrong path?

How strange.

"Yes, Senior Brother. Did we take a wrong turn? We haven't been gone that long. No matter how much things changed, there shouldn't be a place like this near the sect."

Xiao Yiyi seemed thoughtful as well as she looked at Song Li and spoke.

"But this is the place marked on the map."

Song Li frowned, deep in thought.

He also felt that something was wrong.

And deep within this region, he sensed a powerful presence.

Spirit Transformation?

Or perhaps even above Spirit Transformation?

Since when had the South Region possessed such an expert?

Strange.

Had they really gone the wrong way?

"Let's check the nearby city first. Something doesn't feel right."

Song Li rubbed his temples, nodded, and spoke.

They had passed a city on their way here, but had not stopped there.

This was a good chance to ask around.

The city was not particularly prosperous, much the same as when they had passed through it not long ago.

An oppressive atmosphere hung over it all day, making people uncomfortable.

That was one of the reasons they had not stayed here back then.

On the street.

A blind old man sat beneath the eaves, doing who knew what.

Song Li glanced at him, then walked over.

"Hello, may I ask how to get to the Nameless Mountains?"

"The Nameless Mountains? Never heard of them."

The blind old man froze for a moment, then spoke toward the source of the voice.