There was nothing to the southwest.
The four of them walked for half a day, crushing countless white bones underfoot, but the scenery before them remained unchanged.
Yuan Chu and Gong Gui both looked at Xiong Xin, their faces full of doubt.
They didn't dare say anything disrespectful about the Dharma Protector, but their expressions made their thoughts clear to Xiong Xin.
"Sigh... Let's go."
Xiong Xin still believed in his Dharma Protector. After all, besides himself, only four others on the entire Divine Dao Mountain worshiped it.
Reason and sentiment dictated that for the sake of that small bit of incense, the Dharma Protector couldn't just watch him die.
After another long while, the four of them finally saw something different in the distance.
"Look, what is that?"
Yuan Chu pointed. Amidst the vast sea of white bones, a spot of bright yellow light shone faintly, not particularly conspicuous.
