Under the afterglow of the sunset, on the naturally grown mountain road.
The people of Mountain Village tightly followed behind the bronze horse, step by step walking on the road home.
Not until they were certain they had completely left the forest's range did the leader, Sanzi, open his mouth in confusion and ask.
"Uncle, why did you hand the Detonator Talisman to that Mountain God just now?"
"Didn't you already see that she is secretly learning our Talisman?"
With a hint of irritation, Uncle Lu smacked the back of Sanzi's head, scolding him as the other grimaced in pain.
"What's this about 'our Talisman'?"
"The way of the Talisman was handed down by the Prophet, it belongs to the entire Hundred Lands Mountain Range."
"Whether it's you, me, the mountain people, or Spirit Monsters..."
"As long as one has the will to learn, they can study the way of the Talisman."
Severely correcting Sanzi's misconception, Uncle Lu's face revealed a trace of nostalgia.
