Leaving the Ancient Tomb of Mapan Mountain, they flew the whole way and, strangely enough, did not encounter the Lama and his group.
A hundred kilometers after leaving the ancient tomb lay a barren valley of jagged rocks and sparse vegetation. A gentle breeze blew past, carrying a hint of chill.
Chen Yingjian’s gaze was like a torch as he scanned the surrounding environment. Suddenly, he sensed a powerful aura coming from a distance. His heart tightened, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.
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