The Dead Zone, a mist-covered grassland.
Mu You clutched the young boy in one hand, sprinting wildly across the grassland at lightning speed.
A rumbling sound spread from afar, and the surrounding scenery began to blur, like the rippling surface of water blown by the wind.
Objects and people in the surrounding space began to distort, as if they were not in the real world, but in a dream.
Mu You knew this was the impending collapse of the Dead Zone.
He had no time to think; he pushed himself to the limit, turning into a red flash, and raced toward the mountain ahead.
With all his effort in running, what took nearly an hour to traverse before was completed in just a few minutes on the return.
A few moments later, Mu You charged into the stone gate opened by the World-Creating Mountain, darting through the maze-like corridors inside the mountain, quickly finding the cave that housed the altar.
