Luo Yan came to the backyard garden.
He saw the hall was unknowably tall, with countless towering trees rising from the ground, and wild grass growing everywhere. Instead of an unattended garden, it seemed more like a primeval forest.
A rabbit burrowed out from the underbrush and, upon seeing Luo Yan, showed no fear; it continued to nibble on something.
Luo Yan locked eyes with it for a moment, then smiled slightly.
He cleaned a few skinned rabbits by the pond, tied them with grass ropes, and then carried them back with him.
On the way, he saw a few cultivators holding their heads, wailing at the side of the road, shouting, "Take me with you" or "Old ancestor, take me with you." It was hard to tell how long they'd been driven mad.
Luo Yan sighed, thinking that these cultivators were indeed pitiful.
The rate of time flow within Gui Xu was very peculiar. It appeared normal at first, but when one started to cultivate, they would discover that the speed was alarmingly slow.