SWISH! A sound tore through the air in the dense forest. With a flash of Sword Light, a Spirit Beast as large as a mountain crashed to the ground. Then, a figure dropped from the sky, viciously plunging the Sharp Sword in his hand into the Spirit Beast's chest!
This figure was none other than Shen Haoran, who was out searching for Spirit Medicine!
"Phew..." Shen Haoran let out a long breath as he watched the Spirit Beast at his feet slowly get devoured into a dried husk by the Soul-devouring Sword.
"Hey, Changmao, I've been walking for almost a whole day," Shen Haoran said impatiently, pulling out his Soul-devouring Sword. "This is the sixth Tier Two Spirit Beast to block my path. How are we not there yet?"
"Soon, soon! We're almost there!" Changmao said, perched on Shen Haoran's shoulder.
"Hmph. You've already said that six times!" Shen Haoran shot Changmao a glare.
