The transition from spring to summer, under the blazing sun.
Deep within Luoxing Valley, the trees were lush and green, flowers bloomed beneath them, and occasionally the sound of birdsong could be heard, full of vitality.
Speckled light shadows filtered through the leaves, spilling onto the robes of the cultivators, rendering them seemingly lost in thought.
Yet when the wind sweeps through the valley, it still carries the unique desolate dust scent of Luoxing Valley.
They were the exorcists stationed outside the valley, having suddenly received permission this morning to enter the valley and inspect the results of the exorcism. Yet they had done nothing so far, merely watched for a few days without even seeing a shadow of any evil spirit. Walking into this valley's depths, they felt a sense of bewilderment.
Because it was vastly different from the shallower parts of the valley, almost as if it were another world.
