Fang Hao cleaned the battlefield thoroughly, not leaving even a hair behind, before patting his bulging storage ring with satisfaction. Crouching low, he continued to sneak deeper into the Star Corridor. Though he had gained the advantage in the previous fight, his consumption of Qi had been significant, and he needed to find a place to recover quickly.
As he walked, he kept his Clear Spring Spirit Eyes wide open, scanning his surroundings like a searchlight. This damn place was too eerie; even a stone platform could explode. Heaven knows what kind of treacherous traps were waiting ahead. He certainly didn't want to capsize in the gutter now.
