Li Shiming checked his harvest and saw nearly four hundred pieces of half-step fifth-grade corpse refining materials, reducing his desire to continue exploring.
After inspecting the Sword Cultivation Great Power's corpse, he felt a sense of crisis.
"Leave here!" Li Shiming decisively made the decision.
He turned and walked away, the Heavenly Ghost trailing behind, with one hundred thirty-three Holy Spirits guarding the surroundings.
The journey back was extremely smooth because he returned along the path he had traveled before, encountering almost no enemies.
Without enemies, the speed of returning increased significantly, and in one day, he was back at the entrance.
As he stepped out of the ancient ruins, he felt a mental wave sweep across the ancient ruins, though his body was already halfway out of them.
"Fifth-grade ghost soul!" Standing outside, Li Shiming couldn't help but say.
