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Night fell in the blink of an eye.
The moonlight poured into the secret realm, casting the withered trees and scattered rocks in a blanket of snow-white light, creating an ominously bleak feeling.
Inside a hollow tree,
Ning Daoran chased away a brown bear and claimed the spot for himself, quickly employing the Concealing Breath Technique and resting briefly.
On his journey so far, the continuous use of Earth Tunneling and Wood Escape had drained too much of his mana, necessitating meditation every so often to recover, or else it would have been impossible to continue.
He was silent and still, blending seamlessly with the world around him.
His eleventh layer Longevity Technique coursed vigorously through his body, spreading Wood Attribute Magic Power derived from it into all of his limbs, quickly replenishing his depleted mana.
He meditated like this throughout the night.
The next morning, sunlight pierced through the clouds, raining down upon the woods.