Chapter 132 - 109: The Great Change in the Western Wilderness
"Boom!"
In the thirteenth month of the second year since the Vine Tribe was established, the ice and snow still hadn’t melted. However, in the west, dark clouds loomed for several consecutive days, accompanied by thunder and lightning, which was extremely terrifying.
This was an unprecedented occurrence, and for a while, all the tribes were filled with dread, uncertain of what fate awaited them.
In the Vine Tribe, the Old Witch stood in front of the bamboo house, gazing at the ominous sky in the west and the sporadic flashes of lightning, his expression very grave.
Lately, he had been feeling anxious, as if something monumental was unfolding.
"Could it be that there’s been some incident in the Western Wilderness?"
The Old Witch furrowed his brow and pondered for a long time before saying, "Why not... go and see?"
The Old Witch was hesitant because it was the dead of winter, snow was falling everywhere, the weather was extremely cold, and there were unknown dangers over there.
The Old Witch walked into the bamboo house, sat by the fire pit, and after contemplating for a long while, finally stood up again and said, "Let’s go take a look; I’m at an age where death isn’t frightening. What’s there to be cautious about?"
The Old Witch’s eyes gradually grew resolute, a blazing fire burning in his heart.
After making his decision, the Old Witch packed a few things and braved the heavy snow towards the bamboo forest.