On the outskirts of the Luoyun Mountain Range, within a secluded dense forest, Lin Tianming and his two companions carefully navigated through it.
Five whole days had passed, and the trio's gains were meager.
They had killed only five Demonic Beasts in the Initial Phase of the First Order, and two in the Medium Stage, totaling less than two hundred points.
The three of them perched on the branches of a tree beside them, gazing into the depths of the dense forest, deep in thought.
"Tian Ming, this won't do. The number of Demonic Beasts in the outer perimeter is really limited. They're mostly in the Initial Phase, and there are hardly any in the Medium Stage, let alone the Later Stages," said Lin Xingyu, pulling the other two back to reality from their contemplation.
"Yeah, at this rate, I'm afraid we won't get much!" Lin Xingyu's words won Lin Tianfeng's agreement.
