Twilight fell, and on a winding forest path, Li Huowang walked silently, heading toward the destination given to him by An Ci Nunnery—the endless mountain range that lay at the end of this path.
His search led him to believe that the Ao Jing Sect had made their home within these mountains.
Ever since he had fully awakened at Qingfeng Taoist Temple, he had been living among other people; now suddenly being alone, he felt somewhat uneasy.
"It's so quiet," murmured Li Huowang as he looked around the sparse woods, noticing that the land seemed to become more barren the further he went.
The silence all around gradually calmed his increasingly restless heart.
Raising both hands, he stretched vigorously before letting out a sigh and lifting his right foot to continue on.
As he marched on, night fell. Li Huowang pulled out a glowstone from his bosom, the light aiding his continued journey forward.
