Jared and Gwendolyn traveled north the entire way, riding the air without stopping. They flew like that for three days and three nights straight.
The eastern region had always been a land of broad open fields and city walls stretching one after another. Even where mountains and rivers cut across the land, the terrain was usually open, gentle hills, with cultivators constantly coming and going, and a thick, lively pulse of everyday life everywhere.
But the northern region was nothing like it.
The moment they crossed into the northern region, the spiritual essence in the world turned sharper. The wind carried the bitter scent of grass and trees, with a faint trace of something ancient hidden underneath it, and even the sunlight seemed to thin out.
The farther north they went, the denser the forest trees became. The mountains rose harsher too, growing steeper with every stretch.
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