Mist, barren land.
Hut, fading lantern, faint firelight.
The scenes before me are extremely strange.
Qin Ming stared at the dim human-shaped lantern, his heart trembled; it resembled Old Man Liu!
How could this be possible? A small village in a remote place and a legendary Kunleng shouldn't have any correlation or intersection.
Qin Ming thought, it must be just a coincidence.
As a rustic old man, how could Old Man Liu leave traces here?
Wu Yaizu walked forward; suddenly, the lantern almost went out, and the hut blurred.
"Hmm, an illusion?" He stopped in place.
Qin Ming was surprised; everything had been so real, how did it suddenly start to dissipate?
He took two steps forward, and in an instant, the dilapidated hut reappeared, and the lantern relit, everything became clear again.
The two exchanged glances, was this place both real and illusory?
Xiao Wu advanced again, and once more, the scenes dimmed instantly.
