Carrying Qin Yuanfeng, the Ink Qilin resembled a streak of black lightning tearing across the firmament, galloping toward the Canglan Kingdom with the irresistible momentum of a thunderbolt. Qin Yuanfeng sat upright on the Qilin's back, his gaze burning and expression stern, while quietly regulating his breathing to reach his optimal state to face the impending unknown challenges.
As they pressed deeper, the terrain below gradually grew unfamiliar and precipitous. Mountain ranges undulated endlessly, dense forests appeared unfathomable, and a river wound its way through the valleys like a silvery ribbon. Qin Yuanfeng knew well that they had already crossed into the territory of the Canglan Kingdom.
Suddenly, a violent surge of true qi erupted from the dense forest below, followed by several black figures that darted out like phantoms, hurtling straight toward them. Qin Yuanfeng's eyes sharpened as he looked closely and saw several masked men in black swiftly surrounding them. The auras of these mysterious figures were obscure and hard to fathom, but judging by their agility and the intensity of the Spiritual Qi radiating from their bodies, they were clearly no ordinary adversaries.
Chapter 320