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The Outer Lands weren't a fixed place. Cultivators gave that name to all the regions outside of the human and magical beasts' domains, so their actual width was unclear.

Noah and Divine Demon marched for years, avoiding any human settlement that they found on their path. They had caused enough trouble already, and Chief Taylor was alive, so it was better to remain anonymous for the moment.

Their march was peaceful and filled with breaks spent conversing or cultivating. Divine Demon's aura scared away most magical beasts, and Noah's superior awareness allowed them to avoid any dangerous lair.

The two grew closer and learnt each other's characters during their travel. Their personalities had many common points, so they got along well and never second-guessed their decisions. They had become a well-oiled team in a matter of months.