After Mo Wen made his way through the cave, the scene before him made him subconsciously believe that he had taken the wrong turn. He looked at the scenery before him in disbelief.
There were endless snowy mountain peaks as far as the eye could see. Heavy snow filled the sky, and the plants and rocks on the ground were all covered in a thick layer of snow.
The mountain village in his memories had disappeared, and not a trace of it could be found. His home for more than a dozen years seemed to have been but a very long dream. When he woke up, none of it existed anymore.
"How can this be happening?"
Mo Wen did not dare to believe it. How could such a change happen? This surely was originally a lush mountain forest with a lake and flowing water. There was supposed to be a small bridge and houses. Why was it like this now? What about his home?
