After arriving at their destination, Ling Han and the others went their separate ways.
They were all people with Seventh-Tier battle prowess. Which of them wasn't proud and arrogant? How could they be willing to bask in the glory of others?
Ling Han headed downwards.
Peng, peng, peng! He charged all the way to the ninth level in a single breath.
Before this, this had been his limit, but now he had easily reached the 10th level. However, this place had long since been mined dry by those Sixth Tiers all those years ago, leaving behind only a stretch of barren land.
Ling Han continued onwards. The fundamental particles were burning furiously, turning into terrifying flames.
