At a certain steep mist-covered mountain in the Lost Nation…
"Sword Inquiring Cosmos!" In Yongye Wuheng's palm, the sword divided itself into tens of millions of sword rays and cut a Level Five weirdly-shaped strange beast into numerous fragments.
Swoosh!
Yongye Wuheng put away his long sword. His mood was grave and stern, and he was more composed and capable than before.
Roar!
At the same time, a loud roar reverberated through the air and a giant behemoth of a thousand feet collapsed. Judging from its fiery aura, it was a monster of the Level Four realm.
On the body of the behemoth, a young man stood with his hands behind his back, three thousand divine figures floating behind him.
"Brother Su, your speed of progression is amazing. In just two years, your mastery of divine paths has reached as high as three thousand!" Yongye Wuheng was amazed.
They have been at the Lost Nation for two years now.
