Quong Po was rushing ahead quite anxiously—which was understandable since he was worried for his daughter.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Quong Po's throwing knives darted out, swift like shooting stars, as they were journeying onward. The man was quite strong and powerful. Each knife hit precisely on the Insectoids' heads. Even if they had not come out of their hiding, he was able to tell where they were by sensing their presence.
This was how a B-tier rolled.
After hiking for an hour, they finally reached the thirteenth region. The area had a huge ordinary-looking grassland, much like in other areas. There were also countless beautiful flowers blooming in the area too; however, there was weird vapor fuming above these flowers, radiating and glinting the colors of a rainbow.
As they saw the huge shrubs with the flowers about five hundred meters ahead of them, the party stopped their steps and put on their guard.
