The setting sun dipped low in the west, casting its lingering glow across the land and painting the scenery in hues of orange and red.
A cloud boat sailed in from the horizon, entering Leizhou. It made its way forward and eventually came to a stop above Dingyuan Manor.
Han Yongji, dressed in splendid green garments, looked down languidly at the mountains and rivers below, and immediately his gaze fell upon the exceptionally short hill amongst the range of mountains.
With a casual gesture, Han Yongji put away the cloud boat and flew down toward the area, making no attempt to hide his tracks.
Han Yongji had initially wanted to find a few witches to entertain himself with, only to discover that not a single Cultivator of the demon path remained in Sanzhou territory; they had all completely vanished.
Instead, there seemed to be a lot more of other cultivators. Right now, many were watching Han Yongji, curious to see what he was up to in Leizhou.
