Meanwhile, in the eye of the Eternal Sandstorm…
Hu Long scoured the verdant paradise he now found himself in, though with how the formation had already been broken, he doubted he would find what he was looking for.
"Damn, did someone really get to this place, before me?" he muttered, brows furrowed as he searched.
"No need to fret, foolish disciple. I can track the movement of that keystone by its traces," the voice of his master sounded beside him, though she sounded equally annoyed as he was.
"The only issue is, who could have found it? It's not something you would randomly stumble upon, by chance."
She went silent, her spectral body floating behind Hu Long's shoulder as she contemplated just what this turn of events could foretell. In fact, the keystone she spoke of had no other function other than to help her assimilate into the body of her chosen host more easily.
