Outside the Great Chu Imperial City.
Wilderness and rugged mountains.
A portal of star fire opened there.
Drenched in blood, Qing Sun staggered through the portal, heavily falling to the ground.
His body was soaked with sweat, he tried with all his might to stand, but in the end, he couldn't even move a finger.
Qing Sun lay there in the muddy mountain path, gasping for breath.
"Clip-clop...clip-clop."
The sound of horse hooves approached from afar, eventually coming to a slow stop.
Half of his face was submerged in a filthy, muddy puddle.
Qing Sun struggled to open his eyes wide, trying to see who was approaching...
But his vision ultimately blurred.
The figure on horseback grew more and more indistinct.
"I've warned you before, to remove the 'Fire Qilin Armor' and be cautious of Fire Devouring," Yuan Jimo sighed softly, patted his steed, and dismounted.
