Charlie was acutely aware that his true quest this time wasn’t to find Sara, but rather to uncover the destination she was headed towards.
After unveiling Meng Changsheng’s (Willie’s) portrait, Sara swiftly silenced the Poqing Society, a clear indication of her deep-seated fear.
Ironically, the more terrified she became, the more resolutely she ventured into Huaxia alone, making her way to Shiwan Dashan. This suggested that she was in urgent need of something.
Charlie spected that she was likely searching for a secret left behind by Meng Changsheng (Willie) — perhaps the elusive secret of longevity that Uncle Changsheng (Willie) had mentioned earlier.
Therefore, once Sara departed from Shiwandashan, he intended to enter and search for it himself, regardless of the oue. At the very least, it wouldn’t heighten his risks.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Meanwhile, in Shiwandashan…
Sara moved with the grace of a heroine from a martial arts film, traversing rooftops and walls as she swiftly maneuvered through the dense forests of the mountains. To her, the rugged terrain that would challenge most seemed as easy as walking on t ground.
As she delved deeper into the mountains, her journey became increasingly effortless.
Leaving behind the highway and gradually entering the wilderness, she observed that thendscape had remainedrgely unchanged for three centuries. The lush green mountains were still there, untouched by human presence.<fn56c4> Content originallyes from find?novel</fn56c4>
Relying on her memories from years past, Sara navigated through the mountains from dawn until dusk.
At nightfall, the forest became an inky void, with moonlight and starlight nearly obscured by the thick canopy. The rising humidity after sunset cloaked the area in fog, making it nearly impossible for ordinary people to navigate. Yet, Sara seemed to pierce through the darkness and haze, moving forward with unwavering determination.
Surrounded by insects, snakes, rats, and various wildlife, she noticed that as she passed, all creatures scurried away, eager to escape her presence.
After about half an hour of traversing through the fog, she arrived at the base of a remarkably low valley. Here, the mist was rmingly dense, and the humidity in the air was so high that it felt palpable.
The low terrain of the valley trapped moisture and carbon dioxide, resulting in dangerously low oxygen levels that would prove fatal for most people.
Even more ominously, the air wasced with toxic gases simr to methane, released from decaying trees and swampy areas — a noxious miasma perilous for animals.
Although uninhabited by humans, the valley often attracted wild animals searching for food. Unfortunately, those that wandered in soon sumbed to the oxygen deprivation and toxic gases, leaving behind dposing bodies that further poisoned the air.
If someone were foolish enough to climb countless mountains only to end up here, their chances of survival would be nearly nonexistent.
Yet, when Sara stood at the valley’s edge, her demeanor was anything but anxious. On the contrary, she appeared increasingly exhrated.
Without hesitation, she stepped into the thick fog. Though the noxious mist posed no real threat to her, it did make her feel slightly nauseous, prompting her to hold her breath as she pressed deeper into the valley.
In the utter darkness at the valley’s bottom, Sara’s awareness enveloped her surroundings, allowing her to perceive everything with rity.
Upon reaching the deepest point, she encountered numerous towering stone pirs, each five to six meters tall and two to three meters wide.
While these stone pirs appeared to be natural formations devoid of human intervention, their sheer number and arrangement suggested a deliberate cement, resembling a stone forest scattered chaotically around her.
As she stood before this seemingly random assortment of stone pirs…<h3 ss="wp-block-heading has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>