Over ten miles outside Gunan City lay a barren land adjacent to a dense forest.
At a glance, apart from slick, various-sized rocks, the place scarcely had a blade of grass.
Liu Ming stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the decrepit temple before him, his pupils slightly contracting.
Since leaving the Qingzhu Liquor House in the city, he had been discreetly following this grandparent and grandchild pair out of the city.
But just as Liu Ming tracked the two of them into this wasteland, they suddenly vanished.
Liu Ming's brow furrowed slightly, and he released his spirit power to probe the surroundings.
However, despite his powerful spiritual force, he found nothing.
At that moment, Liu Ming's vision blurred as a dark shadow shot out from the dense forest beside the ruined temple; the shadow moved with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was upon him, striking him with a "bang."
