One day, twenty-six years later, somewhere in the Cangxuan Realm, an immense reed marsh stretched without end, open and remote...
The spiritual energy here was extremely thin, leaving Demon Beasts exceedingly scarce. Only an occasional first- or second-tier Demon Beast appeared.
Likewise, the scarcity of spiritual energy between heaven and earth meant that the vegetation here contained pitifully little of it.
As a result, few people came here to hunt Demon Beasts or search for spirit herbs and immortal plants.
Cultivators were even rarer sights. Only a handful occasionally passed through, flying hurriedly overhead, intent on leaving as quickly as possible.
Throughout the four seasons, only the boundless reeds turned from green to yellow and yellow to green, swaying ceaselessly in the wind all day, as though they would sway until heaven and earth grew old...
On this day, the autumn sun hung high. Though the sky was blue and the clouds white, the endless swaying reeds filled the wind with whistling sounds that rose and fell.
The sunlight overhead strove with all its might to spread warmth, yet everything still felt pale, desolate, and bleak...
Li Yan flew through the air, looking down at the reed marsh that resembled an endless ocean. The rustling sounds reaching his ears seemed to conceal vast armies within the reeds, and it felt as though he had reached the end of space itself...
Dong Fuyi flew beside him at an unhurried pace. He did not speak to Li Yan, instead spreading his Divine Sense to continually probe their surroundings.
Li Yan had never been talkative. Unless there was something he needed to ask, he would not normally initiate conversation.
Over the years, Li Yan had stopped asking where the Five Immortals Sect was. Even if Dong Fuyi told him, how would he know