A night of fierce battle.
Chen Xiran looked at a ray of sunlight in the sky and sat powerlessly on the blood-soaked ground.
She didn't even know how many exotic beasts she had killed throughout the night.
From initial shock and fear, to later numbness and feebleness, and now persistence and exhaustion.
When the sunlight once again shone on the Mountain Forest of North Magnesium, Chen Xiran finally exhausted her strength, weakly falling asleep beside it.
A Fourth Level Martial Artist, though strong, is not made of iron.
Experiencing such high-intensity slaughter for a whole night was a first for Chen Xiran, and being able to kill all the beasts attacking her before sunrise was by no means an easy task.
During this whole night, Lu Lin kept watching from the air.
He even worried that the pressure Chen Xiran faced was insufficient, so he teleported twice in between to bring back a large number of bloodthirsty exotic beasts for her.
