"Friend Chu Nan, not far ahead is our Zhi family's hideout."
Under the dim sky, a man and a woman shuttled through the mountains, their shadows elongated under the moonlight.
Everything was silent, as Chu Nan gazed into the distance, a hint of anticipation flickering in his eyes.
It had been more than half a month since the exploration of the Heaven-Shaking Secret Realm ended.
With the departure of the Strong Race and the Royal Family, the Spirit Corpse Sect swiftly took control of the Heaven-Shaking Secret Realm, dispatching numerous disciples to absorb the opportunities within.
Although the most precious opportunity inside had already been seized by Chu Nan, many other chances that could drive people mad still remained.
The death of the Weeping Blood Jiao Python was casually brushed off by Chu Nan; after all, no one could verify this matter.
