As they passed a valley, the caravan slowly came to a stop.
"Miss, it's getting late, and there are still many unknowns within the Wandering Dragon Mountain Range. How about we set up camp here for the night?" Uncle Cheng spoke up to suggest.
"Alright, let's do as Uncle Cheng arranges," the woman in the palanquin, Qing Luo, instructed.
With the caravan halted, the group chose a relatively open space.
They then set up tents and made camp on the spot.
Some guards cleaned the Monster Beast they had killed during the day. They then started a bonfire and began to prepare dinner.
Xu Zimei lay on the back of the Dark Heaven Tiger. He had not closed his eyes all day, instead, he had been practicing the Heaven-Shaking Skill in the Divine Continent.
After all, crossing the Wandering Dragon Mountain Range was not an easy task, so Xu Zimei simply took this time to cultivate.
Before long, they could smell the rich aroma of meat soup wafting through the air.
