Asking First

Everything in the Undying God Cult Ancestral Land had been moved to the shelter.

Everyone on the Dawn Plane was dead anyway. What difference did it make where they dug?

Knock, knock!

Keli tapped his jade-like skull, then shook his head decisively. "I don't know! I've never left the Undying Altar."

When Yin Ming realized Keli could offer no clues, he began recalling the map of the Dawn Plane.

The White Moon hung high overhead!

The shelter had been built to shield people from the radiation of the Evil Moon that Lucky Star Lucia had become.

Naturally, the lower the elevation, the better. The site also needed to be defensible against Undead Skeletons and have thin Undead Miasma...

"The Inner Sea Frontier, Redstone Rift..."

The map Yin Ming knew was from tens of thousands of years ago, so he had no need to account for changes in the terrain.

He picked out the most likely locations and prepared to search them one by one.

He turned to Keli. "The Undying Altar is broken! Come look for the shelter with us."

Keli's blue Soul Fire flickered. He looked toward the ruined Undying Altar and, after a moment's hesitation, shook his head.

"Lord Decker told me I must never leave the Undying Altar for as long as I live. Forever. At most, I can move around within the Ancestral Land."

At that, Yin Ming wasted no more words.

Trying to change the mind of someone none too bright, especially when that belief had been ingrained for tens of thousands of years, would take a fool.

He had Klee Gler fly back to the Undying Altar.

Crack!

From the rubble, Yin Ming broke off a fingernail-sized piece of white stone. He strung it on a chain of extraordinary metal and hung it around