"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
With a thought, he executed the first transformation, turning once again into the appearance of a Spirit Clan member. From the Shennong Ring, he retrieved the black bamboo hat, put it on, and with a flick of his hands, cast the Wind Spirit Technique on both of them, hurrying forward.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Having learned from past lessons, Zhang Xiaohao and Zi Wuling were exceptionally cautious, constantly using their Divine Thought to survey the surroundings.
On this day, Zhang Xiaohao casually slew a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage beast, taking its Companion Spirit Fruit.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed, gazing towards the east.
"Hmm? There are actually other people here!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Brother Xu, what's wrong?" Zi Wuling asked in confusion.
"There are actually other people here!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Other people? Could it be that the legend is true?" Zi Wuling said, her brows furrowed.
