Ren Feifan initially planned to buy a mount to travel quickly to Pilgrimage Mountain, but now he found out there were no shops within a ten-mile radius, so it seemed he had to rely on his own two feet.
Fortunately, the two of them were not weak in cultivation, so traveling wasn't too troublesome.
The desolation was overwhelming; they had traveled for an hour without encountering a single soul!
From the outskirts came the occasional shriek of monster beasts, adding to the bleakness of the place.
The Dragon Girl instinctively grabbed Ren Feifan's hand, timidly saying: "Brother Feifan."
Don't mistake the Dragon Girl's usual fearless, mischievous demeanor for bravery; in reality, she was quite faint-hearted.
As they walked further, the gusting eerie wind made one's heart palpitate.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Soon, a shadow flickered, and Ren Feifan's Spiritual Sense had already noticed its presence. With a cold snort, a bolt of Spiritual Fire shot out from his hand!
