Zhou Heng moved around freely, changing locations after each strike, navigating like a fish in water.
But by the ninth day, Zhou Heng sensed a strange atmosphere, as if he'd fallen into some conspiracy.
This was a martial artist's intuition of danger!
Zhou Heng became alert, yet no matter how carefully he watched, he couldn't find anything unusual. But this feeling persisted, like a heavy stone pressing on his heart.
While moving through the forest, Zhou Heng noticed two groups of people fiercely fighting over the ownership of a demon beast. In such situations, Zhou Heng wouldn't stand on ceremony; he drew the Sunset Bow, locked onto his target with divine sense, and fired!
Puff!
The demon beast immediately fell dead. Zhou Heng turned and left, like a ghostly assassin, hitting with precision and disappearing without a trace.
