The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Jagoan was acutely aware that his pursuit was not of Morgana herself, but rather the enigmatic destination she sought.

After unveiling the portrait of Morvel Bazin, Morgana promptly silenced the Warriors Den. Her fear was palpable, yet her urgency drove her alone to China, to the secluded Shiwan Mountain. It was a testament to her dire predicament.

Jagoan suspected that Morgana’s quest likely revolved around the secrets left behind by Morvel Bazin, perhaps even the elusive secret of immortality, hinted at by Gideon in the past. With this conviction, he resolved to follow her into the heart of the Shiwan Mountains, regardless of the potential reward, as it wouldn’t add to his risk and held the promise of answers.

Within the depths of the Shiwan Mountains, Morgana resembled a martial arts heroine, gracefully gliding through the treetops, effortlessly traversing the rugged terrain. The ordinary world below felt like a level playing field to her, even as she ventured deeper into the wilderness.

As she distanced herself from the highway and ventured further into the mountains, she realized that little had changed in these mountains over the past three centuries. The verdant hills remained untouched and desolate.

With the memories of yesteryear guiding her, Morgana continued her journey through the mountains, progressing seamlessly even as the night’s darkness shrouded her surroundings. Moonlight and starlight struggled to penetrate the thick canopy, and rising humidity veiled the terrain in an eerie mist.

Navigating this inhospitable landscape was challenging for mere mortals, but Morgana seemed immune to its perils. She moved resolutely through the darkness and fog, while creatures of all kinds scurried away in her presence, yearning to avoid her.

After nearly half an hour in the mist, Morgana reached the depths of a low valley. Here, the fog grew denser, and the air hung heavy with moisture, saturating it to the point of producing water droplets. The valley’s low elevation trapped moisture and carbon dioxide, rendering the oxygen content dangerously low.

rotting trees and swamps over countless

the inherent dangers of this place, Morgana remained undaunted, even growing more excited. She ventured deeper into the toxic fog, holding her breath as nausea

expanded, rendering the surroundings vividly clear. In this abyss, her gaze fell

the sheer number of stone pillars and their haphazard arrangement suggested deliberate intent. Someone had collected and placed

far from surprised, caressed the stones with a reverent

tone, she whispered, “Master, senior,

ventured deeper into the stone forest, her steps guided by the ancient Nine Palaces and Bagua array set up by her master, Morvel Bazin. This enigmatic formation concealed its exit

alert Morvel Bazin before they succeeded. If their assailant proved more formidable, he

for Morgana and her

shifted her course, revealing the exit of the Bagua Array,

in seclusion, while the second

verses concealed an extraordinary question within their horizontal