The night was as dark as ink. Under the moonlight, the Tianduan Mountain Range resembled a crouching giant beast, its silence tinged with a touch of savagery.
Zhong Yun reined in his aura, moving with agility through the dense forest, heading straight for the place where strange phenomena had been reported. Ever since Shen Yao had fallen into a deep slumber, he had embarked on a journey to find a way to wake her, pushing through every obstacle without ever giving up.
"Huff..." He let out a soft breath as he reached a valley. The Spiritual Qi here was chaotic, clearly indicating a fierce battle had taken place recently. Patches of blood were still visible on the ground, and fragments of peculiar magical artifacts were scattered about, all signs of a vicious fight.
Chapter 92