Upon landing, Ethan immediately suppressed his aura and slipped into Stealth. His first priority was to locate the guy he had taken down earlier and see if there was anything worth looting.
After a short search, he spotted the man's corpse dangling from a tree branch. Climbing up, he rifled through the victim's spatial pouch. Disappointingly, it held only food and water—but there was an unexpected bonus: a crudely drawn map.
[Ding… System Notification: Map system updated!]
[Ding… System Notification: Discovered map, 'Spirit Realm'.]
As he expected, the system automatically recognized map-like items. This sanctum of a place opened only once every thousand years, and who knew how many eons it had existed? Every generation of adventurers had sketched their explorations, gradually piecing together fragments of the world into something resembling a usable map.
