Zhilin World, at the mouth of the underground cavern.
The Past King and the soldiers accompanying him had left the cavern behind completely and reached the plains beneath the moonlight.
All around them stood mushrooms of differing heights and sizes, with all manner of grasses and trees interspersed among them, creating the wild woodland landscape unique to this realm.
Yet through this woodland ran a road more than a hundred feet wide, cleared by human hands.
Paved with gravel and compacted earth, it was level and unobstructed. Everyone raced along it on Spirit Creature mounts, traveling at tremendous speed.
"The frontline camp is about three thousand li from here. At our speed, we can reach it in a day and a half."
"Elder Liu could have arrived sooner by riding an Earth Rank Spirit Creature on his own, but this road hasn't been very peaceful lately. Demons and monsters native to Zhilin World have attacked travelers from time to time, causing casualties, so it would be best to travel with us."
As they rode, the leader of the accompanying Warrior Guards briefly explained the situation to the Past King.
"Liu Chuanxi" was injured, after all. Until he had fully recovered, neither the Allied Army nor the Sect felt comfortable letting him travel alone. Thus, even knowing it would slow him down, they had sent a squad of elite Warrior Guards to accompany him.
These Warrior Guards knew perfectly well that they were pawns meant to take a blade for an Earth Rank Elder or cover his retreat when necessary. Even so, they performed their duties with unwavering loyalty, determined to keep "Elder Liu" safe.
The Past King was happy to have these elite Warriors escort him, too, sparing him clashes with the native creatures. Needless expenditure of strength was one