After flying on his sword for an entire day, Fang Hao finally stopped deep within a desolate, continuous mountain range. He chose a very well-hidden natural cave obscured by vines. After carefully searching with his Divine Sense and confirming there were no Demon Beasts or dangers, he slipped inside.
The cave was dry and not very large, but it was hidden enough. Fang Hao immediately set up several layers of concealment Formations and warning Restrictions at the entrance, completely isolating his internal and external presence. Only after finishing this did he breathe a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing slightly.
The continuous high-intensity travel and alertness had left him physically and mentally exhausted. He sat cross-legged, consumed a Medicinal Pill, and regulated his breathing for half an hour. Once his spirit power was replenished and his spirit had recovered somewhat, he turned his attention to the spoils from his counter-kill of Gong Mingliang and the others.
