"Which path should I take..." Xiao Chen asked himself, standing at the crossroads. He needed to set a clear goal.
After collecting the corpses of the Old Farmer and Mo Xiaowang, the group did not immediately return to Jiuzhou but instead advanced deeper into the World of Death.
Having just destroyed the Stone Man Foundation of the Saintess of the True Wood, the battle seemed, in retrospect, rather devoid of turbulence.
Perhaps, many things are only profoundly impactful in the moment, but afterward, they drift away like a gentle breeze brushing over the earth, or white clouds circling green mountains, quickly settling into tranquility until no sensation remains.
"You destroyed the foundation of the Saintess of the True Wood; this matter will definitely cause a big stir. I'm afraid the gods will dig three feet into the ground to hunt you down," Babura expressed concern.
