"Go!"
With clenched teeth, Ding Fan pressed forward with Mu Gaosou, no matter how difficult, whether he lived or died, or whether the path led to hell, he had to take this journey.
Mu Gaosou had no choice but to lead Ding Fan onward, but their pace was even slower now, sometimes requiring detours on the mountains to avoid being spotted by Scout Cavalry.
Mu Gaosou grew increasingly cautious, such a large number of Scout Cavalry indicated there were certainly experts stationed nearby, possibly Fifth Grade experts of the Divine Realm. If Ding Fan and Mu Gaosou were discovered, only death awaited them.
Three hours, six hours passed, and as darkness fell, Mu Gaosou suddenly halted, prompting a curious Ding Fan to ask him, "Why have we stopped? Have the Scout Cavalry been spotted again?"
"No, that's not it! What's going on here?"
