In this world of fire and flame, Meng Hao decided it was time for him to move out. He had fought many of its creatures, and prevailed in most battles, bar a few dwellers of the deepest part of this fiery star, where even Meng Hao decided that it would be wiser to not provoke such creatures, he could be considered one of the strongest among the creatures here.
But, without any materials, resources, or anything to quell the empty feeling in his heart, he decided to venture out to worlds where humanity existed.
Though nothing can fill the emptiness that is filling him, he can at least offset it with some wine, it's been a while since he last dark.
Meng Hao took to the skies, his destination unknown.
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Today marks the third year of my Secluded Cultivation. In three years, I managed to complete the first set of the Underworld Death Finger.