78 Leaving the Sect 2 . (1/2)

While it was dragged by the black horse, the carriage moved along the dirt road that crossed the forest.

The forest was humid, full of trees and plants that became more exuberant, while the sun's rays could barely penetrate the concealment of the trees.

And the dirt road, with the passage of time, became a road more deteriorated and covered with mud due to the cold humidity of the environment.

No doubt this proved the little use that this dirt road had, it gave the clear feeling that no carriage had passed this road for a long time.

Bao Zhang who was in charge of the driving until they will manage to leave the forest. He had to get off several times and help the horse cross the bowls of water and mud.

”Shit ... How long is this road not used?,” Bao Zhang cursed, somewhat moody. while he turned his eyes and looked at the road with little visibility and humidity, even some frogs could be heard jumping between puddles of water.

Guiding the horse with the leash, Bao Zhang had to walk on foot for about an hour, while trying to avoid the carriage getting stuck in the ditches.

Hearing soft conversations from inside the carriage, Bao Zhang muttered;

”It seems they are getting along”

While he went ahead.

After an hour, finally, the road became less humid and he was able to climb back into the driver's position. Bao Zhang gave a quick whipping and the black horse pushed forward again.

The more the carriage was advancing, the trees and plants slowly began to diminish.

It seemed that they were about to reach the end of the forest.

The trees became smaller and less showy.

While more ahead, the earth began to become more dry and hardened.

Until the wind began to blow, and in front of Bao Zhang could only be seen a desert and sandy horizon.

Bao Zhang poked his head in the side, and looked back, managing to see a large and ample forest that was mysteriously in the middle of the desert.

'Because the Sect is hidden here, it's no wonder that no one ever comes to visit,' Bao Zhang murmured.

Now he understood why this region, far from the rest of the world, where the Sect of the Golden Sword was located along with the Zung Kingdom, was called or named on the maps that he remembered seeing as the ruined region.

This entire region consisted of nothing more than a sandy desert lost and abandoned with nothing else in sight.

While observing the great forest far away, Bao Zhang managed to glimpse a species of pillars several meters long and completely black that grew in the surroundings of the abundant forest, as if they were surrounding it in a great circle.

Bao Zhang, seeing those pillars, had the feeling that those black pillars were familiar to him, but he could not remember what they were.

Undoubtedly, that feeling of familiarity he felt from those pillars came from his memories of when he was an ancient god.

”Whatever it is, it must be some kind of Xuan formation, and it is surely what keeps and prevents this forest from deteriorating.” Bao Zhang murmured, convinced that those black pillars that seemed to surround the forest were the reason that the forest could exist in such a contradictory environment as a sandy desert, without life.

For although he with his under cultivation could not discern what kind of Xuan formation was, he could guess that it would have to do with the maintenance and protection of the forest, as well as of the Sect.

After keeping the black horse's trajectory in the forward direction, Bao Zhang managed to release a slightly exhausted sigh.