Ten days passed by quickly.
At this moment, Wang Ruoxie was still within the domain of the Black Luo Kingdom, but he was already very far from Black Tortoise City. Even if the three major families sent strong cultivators to hunt him down, they might not be able to find him in the short term.
Of course, he wasn't afraid of the pursuit from the three families. If they indeed sent experts to chase him, he wouldn't mind devouring more Blood Souls.
It was now late at night, and the night sky enveloped the entire land. A few sparse stars in the sky added a faint glow to the world.
Wang Ruoxie randomly chose a secluded place, set up a campfire, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.
After traveling for ten days straight, he couldn't help feeling a bit fatigued, so he planned to rest for the night and continue his journey the next day.
Wang Ruoxie began to circulate the Nine Transformation Primordial Scripture, starting his cultivation beside the campfire.
