Fire Cloud Village

In this past half a month, Wang Lin had saved up some dried food and wrapped it up. In the company of the moonlight, he walked out of the village.

At this moment, he suddenly thought back to 500 years ago. When he was rejected by the Heng Yue Sect, he had also left home in the middle of the night. After he left, his journey began. It had been 500 years since then.

He let out a sigh and walked into the distance.

He had no idea where he was right now. When he was teleported by that transfer array, he didn’t have time to figure out where he was. Right now he only wanted to find a spirit vein so he could use it to gain a bit of spiritual energy and then figure out a way to break the domain and seal that plagued him.

Late at night, the cold wind blew and Wang Lin’s body shivered. Wang Lin bitterly smiled and thought about how long it had been since he felt like a real mortal.

Even when he was turning into a mortal, it was countless times better than this.