House Luolan's convoy continued to unhurriedly move down the spacious road while elite cavalry guards continued to patrol up and down, attentively watching every direction for even the most minute movement.

Li Luo continued to sit atop his wildebeest, carefully inspecting his surroundings. There was a gray fog of corruption that permeated every inch of his surroundings like a cloud, affecting the vision of everyone within the convoy. The corruption was more intense in the deeper parts of the forest, and there seemed to be some movement, almost as though strange things were wriggling and being born from it.

There was a pervasive cold and oppressive feeling throughout the entire area. 

Li Luo remembered that a year ago, when he had first entered Xia City, this road was full of beautiful...