In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days had passed.
That day, on the outermost slope of the Transversal Mountain Range, Su Yuan emerged, carrying the Dragon Armor Saber.
The once-solid and sharp blade of the Dragon Armor Saber was now covered in numerous scratches, with several notches along the edge—it was severely battle-worn.
Su Yuan himself looked just as disheveled, his black combat uniform nearly stained into a deep purple, exuding a thick scent of blood.
"After so many days, I've finally made it out. This Transversal Mountain Range really lives up to its danger. For Huang Xiang to stay here for over a month, I have to say, his luck is something else."
Su Yuan shook his head and let out a bitter smile.
*Over the past twenty days, he'd been constantly racing through the Transversal Mountain Range, engaging in high-intensity hunting of star beasts.*
