Past six o'clock at Xuanji Mountain.
The morning clouds were thick, and the dew had not yet dried.
In an eerie and long forest, green shades formed a grove, and the winding path led to secluded corners.
A slender figure appeared alone in the vast forest.
The footsteps tread on the dew-covered grass as Jiangli stepped onto a hidden path.
This place was an illusionary area under a blinding technique; from the outside, it looked like an ordinary forest, but inside, it was an important part of Xuanji Mountain.
This was also where Jiangli had once retreated for seclusion.
Following the route from her memory, Jiangli returned to the stone chamber where she had secluded herself.
Standing in the stone chamber, Jiangli took out two iron symbols.
After returning from Jade Mountain yesterday, Jiangli thought she probably should make a trip back to Xuanji Mountain.
In the pitch-black stone chamber, there was no sunlight at all.
