Sitting atop the Purple Gold Eagle, Lin Tianming looked quite fatigued; glancing at the familiar mountain gate, he silently let out a sigh of relief.
For half a month, he had been traveling alone, his Divine Sense greatly drained. Without Lin Shilu to take turns on watch, he didn't dare to let the Purple Gold Eagle fly at full speed without reservations, fearing any sudden troubles that might arise.
Fortunately, the journey went relatively smoothly, although it was slower compared to the trip there, but he had successfully reached Golden Horn Mountain.
Upon reaching the vicinity of Golden Horn Mountain, this area was part of the Luoyun Mountain Range territory, mostly controlled by the Lin Family; it was considered safe.
The Purple Gold Eagle landed at the entrance of Golden Horn Mountain, and Lin Tianming jumped down from its back.
