Fang Hao stepped on his Flying Sword, using every ounce of his strength, racing like lightning, desperately rushing toward that hellish place in the southernmost part of the Southern Border known as the "Hundred Thousand Mountains."
His heart was pounding like a drum—he was absolutely frantic!
On one hand, he was terrified of missing the opening time of the Secret Realm, which would be an unbearable loss; on the other hand, the scorching bottle of forming golden core in his embrace was like a little seductress, constantly tempting him: "Eat me, eat me and you can achieve Core Formation..."
After two days and two nights of this internal struggle, flying in a frantic rush, he finally followed the map and reached the general area of the entrance to the Tianyan Secret Realm.
This place was already near the border of the Mingling Empire, and further south lay a desolate wilderness that no one dared to tread lightly.
