Yang Tian suddenly thought of the little unicorn.
The sky was about to turn dark, and the little unicorn was still in its original spot. It was now a level-three exotic beast, and was still very afraid of level-eight exotic beasts, so it had remained where it was.
Yang Tian blew a loud whistle in the direction of the little unicorn.
When the little unicorn heard it, it held Yang Tian’s backpack in its mouth and ran in the direction of the sound.
After more than ten minutes, the little unicorn met up with Yang Tian and the little azure dragon. Yang Tian patted the little unicorn’s head, took the backpack from its mouth, and held it in his hand.
The backpacks of Wang Kun and the others were placed in the forest not far away from the giant earthworm. With the Little Azure Dragon leading the way, Yang Tian quickly found the backpacks of the five people.
