Five days later...
The Inner World, Despair Plains
Chit!
Lin Fei gently pulled the Black Demon Sword out from a corpse with a reverse grip. With a slight flick, the silver blade trembled, and all the blood traces instantly dripped off. The scarlet droplets fell onto the grass, sliding down the leaves before vanishing without a trace.
With a light flick of the sword tip, a shoulder badge immediately fell into his hand.
The person in golden clothes also came over, holding some shoulder badges.
"It's been five days already, the mission is almost over," they said.
Lin Fei nodded.
"There should be some movement today."
He looked up at the sky, which was already dimming slightly, signifying the arrival of the afternoon.
To the west, the sun was slowly sinking. Laman's gigantic star was becoming increasingly large and bright.
Whoosh...
A breeze suddenly blew in from afar.
