The situation regarding Shangguan Yunyue came to a temporary conclusion, now let's talk about Gao Fei's circumstances.
After several days of arduous travel, Gao Fei finally laid eyes on the ancient cultivator's abode. At first glance, it seemed plain and unremarkable, devoid of any peculiarity. However, upon closer observation, one might find something astonishing. Centered around the abode in a radius of several hundred feet, there was an eerie calm. The fine sand on the ground lay still, undisturbed by the outside wind, providing a sense of isolation from the rest of the world.
A pile of rubble lay a hundred feet away, with an oval-shaped entrance amidst it which, from a distance, resembled the mouth of some creature, appearing somewhat spine-chilling.
Gao Fei nodded, "This is somewhat interesting."
