In a remote corner of a vast continent, Lin Chen and Su Yao, harboring a deep yearning for their children, resolutely decided to embark on the long journey to Tianyuan Sacred Land. They meticulously prepared, packing all the items they might need along the way. Lin Chen polished his cherished weapon-crafting tools until they gleamed, while Su Yao carefully wrapped her precious pill-refining herbs. Their eyes were filled with anticipation, as if they could already envision the heartwarming reunion with Lin Tian and Lin Wan.
The journey was fraught with hardship and challenge. Howling gales swept across the earth, and torrential rain lashed relentlessly against their bodies. The paths became a muddy morass, requiring immense effort with every step. The mountain tracks were rugged and overgrown with thorns whose sharp barbs tore at their clothes and skin. Yet Lin Chen always walked firmly in front, using his long sword to hack away the briars and forge a viable path for Su Yao. Su Yao followed closely behind, her gaze free of the slightest trace of fear, filled instead with steadfast determination.
Along the way, they encountered a ferocious pack of fierce fierce beasts. These beasts were massive, with razor-sharp fangs and eyes that gleamed with endless cruelty. Roaring, they lunged straight at Lin Chen and Su Yao like a black whirlwind.
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