The ninth year of Great Xia, August 25, at night
Woo woo woo......
The sharp sound from the Black Wind's rampage in the Bone-Eroding Path was akin to a whistle.
In black attire, Xia Hong's brow appeared slightly heavy as he walked slowly northward. The Black Wind, like blades, swept randomly from all directions, and he cautiously maneuvered his bone energy to resist the assault of the bone-eroding Black Wind surrounding him.
"Zhu Yan's strength is only 19 Jun. At a distance of two kilometers, without fully releasing my bone energy, he won't detect me. Though two kilometers exceeds my visual range, the temperature change he causes will leave traces, making it easy to follow him!"
Xia Hong looked northward and realized Zhu Yan was no longer visible. He furrowed his brow but quickly relaxed after pondering briefly, and continued forward along the area with higher temperatures.
