The cemetery was much larger than Li Xiaofei had imagined. Li Xiaofei had initially thought that the cemetery would be heavily guarded. To his surprise, there wasn’t a soul in sight. The gray-robed elder still hadn’t appeared.0

Dozens of gravel paths branched off to different parts of the mountain, their edges adorned with resilient and beautiful wildflowers that swayed gently in the breeze. The realm’s environment was exceptionally serene and lush with vegetation. It hardly resembled a post-apocalyptic world.0

Numerous white stone tombstones marked the paths, like monuments, rising before the mounds of graves. Most of the tombstones were nameless. The owners of these unmarked graves was a mystery.0

Were they former instructors of White Deer Academy or deceased students?0

Li Xiaofei...0