Fang Hao crouched low, sneaking along the pitch-black Star Corridor on the right like a thief. He had just taken down those two iron scorpions; although he hadn't suffered any serious injuries, he was exhausted and had consumed a significant amount of Qi. As he walked, he popped a qi recovery pill into his mouth, cursing inwardly. In this godforsaken place, even the gatekeepers were Medium Grade Puppets; who knew what kind of Fourth Grade monster might pop out inside? Those two traitors chose this path; were they trying to lead those behind them to their deaths?
After walking for about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the sounds of fighting and flashes of Spell explosions faintly drifted from ahead.
"Heh, they're fighting? Dog eat dog?" Fang Hao's spirits lifted. He hurriedly suppressed his aura to the limit, activated his Shadowless Evasion Technique, and crept behind a massive rock radiating starlight to peek outside.
