The events of times immemorial had passed and were buried under the endless dust of history. This was the most accurate portrayal of the northern region.
Time passed by, and the thriving land filled with vitality turned into a desolate and barren desert. The various creatures of the past became the empty smoke of history.
Currently, all that remained of the northern region was a vast and barren land. Nothing could be seen as far as the eye could see. It was just monotonous red brown soil.
The ten horsemen moved quickly. Their village was a hundred kilometers away, and at this speed, they should be able to arrive before the sun set.
Ye Fan was also riding a horse with Fifth Grandpa Zhang. He was asking him all kinds of secrets pertaining to Sources.
A thousand years ago, the Heavenly Source Book had been lost, and many secrets about searching for Sources had been lost. Fifth Grandpa Zhang was very regretful about that, and whenever it was brought up he would sigh.
