Han Sen reached the desert, map in hand.
It was very detailed, and there were many points of interest marked on it. Locating his exact position was not at all difficult.
Due to the silver fox's continued absence, Han Sen traveled there with just Bao'er.
Holy-Sword Emperor had not come alone, though, according to what he was told. Still, provided no super creatures were accompanying him, Han Sen thought he'd do just fine.
What Han Sen most feared was the mountain he was headed towards. It had once belonged to an emperor spirit, after all. He had no idea what to expect or what he might find once he reached it.
Carrying a parasol to deflect the brutal heat of that region, Han Sen traveled. Bao'er, who was in his other arm, had her tongue out like a puppy. It didn't seem as if she was too fond of the weather, either.
