Time went on, day by day.
Xue Ying and Chen Jiu were filled with admiration toward the blade scar on the cliff, but they still chose to forge ahead along the Grand Canyon. They wished to see other marks left on the other cliffs. After all, it was quite possible that further along, there would be even more impressive blade scars; perhaps there would be ones better suited to themselves.
...
In the blink of an eye, the one-month deadline had already arrived.
"Hu." A figure releasing golden light was fleeing along the Grand Canyon.
"Ah."
