The mountains were continuous and the forests were dense.
From time to time, the roars of a few demon beasts could be heard in this mountain range.
However, there were two figures in an unremarkable cave.
They were Gu Xi and Little Nine, who had been rushing all the way here.
At this moment, they were dozens of miles away from the previous sixth gathering point. Although it was not very far, Gu Xi expected that even if Wang Zhan suddenly became extremely brave, the latter would not dare to chase after them.
His consciousness spread to the surroundings and covered the nearby mountains. Gu Xi did not notice the slightest movement, not even a trace of human activity.
Without any pursuers, Gu Xi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Although he was not afraid of Wang Zhan and his men, he could not continue to drag on with Little Nine's injuries.
