About 100 kilometers away, somewhere far away from the crowd, and a great distance away from the roads…
A figure flying at high speed slowed down a little as if he felt that he was in a safe place now and didn't need to be that anxious anymore.
The yellow light around him also faded significantly thereafter.
There were hints of joy on his calm and quiet countenance. The corners of his lips were also curled upward into a smile.
Suddenly, his vision blurred, and he instantly stopped moving. His eyes widened, and he tensed up all over, becoming incredibly wary.
His eyes bore into the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him.
The figure wore black traditional robes with gold patterns on them. His long black hair cascaded past his shoulders, and he stood with his back facing the other.
It was just his back view, yet in that split second, it brought the person great pressure.
