Beneath a gray and hazy sky.
On the brown plains, a lone figure sprinted away from the town's buildings.
The figure's body was slightly arched, a gale swirling around him. His white robes fluttered as if he were flying close to the ground, crossing over thirty meters in a single bound before his feet tapped the earth, launching him into the next leap.
It had been ten minutes since Lin Hui descended the cliff.
This time, he didn't follow the planned roads into the residential area. Instead, he chose a different, deserted direction and ran at full speed.
The sprawling buildings were quickly left behind. The dense collection of houses thinned out until they vanished completely.
Soon, only the bare, brown plains remained around him.
Strange, ferocious-looking, leafless vines could occasionally be seen. They arched up from beneath the ground, spreading wantonly across the surface.
