Roughly two million kilometers west of the Quake Dungeon, four teams of shadowy figures flew through silver fields at low altitude. Their bodies were barely visible above lines of tall grass that grew as they traveled, maintaining a column formation to minimize their presence.
Scouting ahead was a dark-clothed Cultivator with considerable mastery over the Life Element who raised grass and maneuvered branches to enable the team. His hands glowed a pale green, the Life Mana Particles dimmed from their usual vibrancy by an unknown external source.
Leading the group from the center of the formation was Su Mian, whom was in a surprisingly good mood despite being sent on an annoying side quest by the Riverveil Faction's Family Head.
"Leader Su Mian, Senior." the Cultivator one position ahead gave a double honorific before issuing his routine report.
"Report. Any traces of him?" Su Mian nodded.
