Ten thousand miles south of the Two Realms Mountain, an old man and a youth—a grandfather and his grandchild—traveled together through a dense forest.
Despite the scorching heat, the old man wore a glossy fur coat. His face was a roadmap of wrinkles deep enough to trap a mosquito, and his skin was as loose as his white hair was thin.
The younger one had a delicate face and snow-white skin. A closer look revealed gracefully curved brows, eyes that rippled like water, and the truth: this was a tomboy, a girl disguised as a boy.
"Grandpa, why are we walking? Wouldn't riding the clouds be much faster?"
The tomboy asked, puzzled. The pair looked frail, swaying with every step they took.
But a moment later, they had already passed through the dense forest and were now walking across a muddy marsh.
"Your grandpa is a wanted man among the Human Race. If I dare use my Demon Power, I'm afraid the Demon-Slaying Sword would lock onto me in the very next instant…"
