Zhou Xun piloted the azure shuttle, locking onto the direction of Red Leaf Market and hurtling forward as a streak of cyan spiritual light.
Several days prior, Zhou Xun had already sensed that the Divine Sense imprint he had left behind was lingering motionless at a spot a thousand miles outside White Cloud Immortal City.
Recalling what the middle-aged man in black robe had said to him about heading to the Hundred Desolate Mountains to hunt Tier 2 monster beasts, it was clear now that the person the man intended to hunt was himself.
Chapter 100