"Is this the center of the continent?" Lan Siter looked at the mountains, a hint of excitement in his expression.
They had been traveling for a full five months, changing horses several times, and they were nearly numb from the journey.
Armies at war at least don't spend every day on the move, and thankfully, they were now within their own territory, otherwise they would have had to deal with thieves and enemy forces as well.
"Probably, at least that's what's written in the prophecy," Gu Shanhai said, not knowing much himself. The forum's seekers of secrets had reported this.
Gu Shanhai had tried his hand at prophetic divination, but had not come up with anything, clearly the Holy Grail possessed the ability to shield and misdirect divination.
"But doesn't the vegetation here look a bit familiar?" Gu Shanhai noticed the rare planting of Fish Beam Wood.
This gave him a rather bad premonition; Fish Beam Wood was not a native species but from the parallel world.
