The blue moon gradually waxed, and the sky in the east exploded with brilliant rays. Although the narrative-level supernova storm was far from here, one only needed to look up to see the Cobris Mage Fortress, a mage tower spanning over 200 square kilometers, diligently patrolling the orbit of Baizhu Star and safeguarding this educational stronghold.
Li Aozi walked through the wilderness. The cold wind, encountering him, shyly bowed its head and circled around. Moonlight actively illuminated the path ahead of him, and those mushroom mats, which had originally calmed down, now simultaneously lit up with an excited glow. The long night was not lonely; the world harmoniously coexisted with him.
"We've arrived."
He crossed the hill, stepping on history and the vicissitudes of life. Li Aozi bent down, reaching out to touch the jagged, broken stone slabs. His powerful [Charm] enhanced his senses to some degree. Just by his palm, he could feel the wind emanating from the buried ruins.