The Primeval Green Forest stretched endlessly beneath a gray sky.
Ancient trees towered like pillars supporting heaven itself, their roots thicker than mountains and their branches blotting out countless stars. For years, Situ, Goro, and the Nine Colored Deer had wandered through this terrifying forbidden land.
They had crossed seas of poisonous mist.
They had survived attacks from ancient beasts that had existed since the dawn of the Empyrean Domain.
They had endured countless life-and-death battles against the Soul Dominator's forces.
And they had paid a price.
A terrible price.
At this moment, Situ stood upon a cliff overlooking the deepest region of the Primeval Green Forest.
His robes were torn.
His hair hung loose behind him.
The aura of a Fifth Rank Great Dao Empyrean radiated from his body, yet there was no joy in his eyes.
Only exhaustion.
Only sorrow.
Beside him stood the Nine Colored Deer.
The once beautiful creature had become almost unrecognizable.
