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The cool moonlight cascaded from the firmament above, illuminating the dim path winding through the forested mountains.
He Ao lifted his head, gazing at the endless range of mountains ahead. He couldn't fathom how long he had been walking—was it a few kilometers, ten kilometers, or even hundreds?
When he first caught sight of these mountains, they filled him with novelty and intrigue.
But as the journey revealed one identical range after another, one repeated landscape after another, his emotions began to dull.
The path winded through dense forests as well as undulating stretches of withered grass.
Yet, throughout his journey, he hadn't encountered a single living person—he hadn't even seen any signs of life.
The dense forest bore no traces of chirping insects or singing birds, nor any subtle sounds hinting at life's activity.
Only the brittle yellow leaves stirred faintly under the night breeze, producing a soft rustling sound.
