Giant Deer Mountain Range, deep within.
Mountain rain poured down in torrents, transforming the ancient and dense forests into a world of waterways.
A figure with its right side badly maimed floated three meters above the ground, slowly flying through this place. Naturally, that figure was Han Yi, who had left the cave half a year after awakening.
Currently, the extent of Han Yi's divine consciousness reached only about twenty li. He didn't know where his Qiankun Ring had fallen, but he had enough time and ample patience to search for it.
Furthermore, the massive traces of destruction he had left during his initial, indomitable charge, even continuous mountain rain washing over them, could hardly conceal them completely.
Han Yi first followed a straight line from the cave entrance, surveying the route where he had been sent flying through a series of impacts. Eventually, after traveling twenty li away, he finally determined the central location of the original battlefield.
