Deep within Fulong Ridge, in an unnamed valley, lay a sunlit dense forest.
Black smoke billowed around Chen Mu like waves, and the chaotic grass, trees, and rocks vanished, quickly leveled into an open space.
The sturdy straw hut, which had accompanied him for many years, was retrieved from Thousand Lanterns City and then took root beneath the shade of trees.
Pulling out a small bamboo chair to sit by the door and window, Chen Mu let out a long sigh of relief.
"After all that fuss, I can finally take a break."
After enjoying a gentle breeze for a good while, he released the charred Hong Yi from Thousand Lanterns City.
At this moment, Hong Yi's pitch-black face was cracked in large patches, and through the gaps, his inner snowy white skin could be seen.
"As expected of a master of Celestial Capital Transformation, his life force is truly formidable," Chen Mu marveled.
