Ye Qingchen sighed silently. This is the longest we've been apart since I first met Xiao Xiao. The last time they met, she had astonishingly reached the Ninth Layer of the Martial Spirit Realm without a word.
With her ten-star Vermilion Bird Holy Soul and the full support of a nine-star sect like the Wuji Immortal Palace, what level has she reached by now?
Ye Qingchen smiled, shook his head, and continued on his way. However, his recent struggle with the ferocious beast had caused him to miss the nearest city.
The sky was gradually darkening, and Ye Qingchen knew he wouldn't reach the next city tonight. Looking at the dense clouds gathering above, he realized a heavy downpour was likely. With that in mind, he began searching the area for any place that could provide shelter.
He soon found an abandoned, dilapidated temple just tens of miles away.
