At night, Haner Mountain in the Outer Region.
"Have they come?"
A man with long, slightly curly, golden hair stood at the windward spot of the rift valley. As if sensing something, he turned to look at the mountains in the dark, his expression indifferent, and murmured subconsciously, "Who is coming? So unfamiliar..."
The location he was looking at was precisely the route Master Fuli took with his helicopter.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the starry sky was dim, and the entire mountain range exuded a gloomy and sinister mood, plus the previous earthquake caused the earth's plates to split unevenly, adding a sense of desolate and lifelessness.
But in Unos's eyes, there was a faint glow where Master Fuli was.
The shimmering light resembled auspicious clouds, and the Spiritual Particles within a 300-meter radius were extremely active.
