"Ding!"
"Notification: Special visitor 'Mysterious Merchant' will arrive soon."
That day, Mu Yuan, along with Dead Bone and other heroes from Tianyuan City, such as Isloa, all heard the voice of Heaven and Earth.
At the same time.
Outside Tianyuan City, in a place that could not be measured by spatial distance.
Thick white fog drifted, enveloping the entire world. Mountains, trees, soil, rocks—this place seemed empty, as if even the pathway they trod upon didn't exist, as if people were merely standing on a path made of clouds formed by the fog.
Within this intense fog, there was only a single small marker, visible from afar.
It was a landmark. A landmark that even the white fog couldn't obstruct.
A special caravan was following the guidance of this mysterious landmark, treading on the established path.
The leader of the caravan was none other than the Mysterious Merchant, Qiye, from those days.