Less than a month.
News that Lingshu Mountain had become the site of the True Teachings of the Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate spread like wildfire within a million-mile radius centered on Lingshu Mountain.
Even more so as time went on.
The news began to spread further afield.
...
A hundred thousand miles away.
The gloaming was deepening.
In the quietude, the towering old trees on both banks vaguely displayed a somewhat ferocious appearance, their grotesque forms looming like demons and ghosts, emanating a faint, sinister blood-lust.
The sight would send chills down anyone's spine.
All of a sudden.
A flurry of chaotic and frantic footsteps, accompanied by quick breaths, echoed through the wild ancient forest.
The silence was broken.
Looking towards the commotion.
Two figures appeared, both looking somewhat disheveled.
Behind these two figures.
Whoosh—
A black, demon wind, obscuring the view and whipping up the earth and rubble.
Pursuing relentlessly.
