The night wind whipped against his face.
Tang Wen weaved through the mountain forest, heading at high speed toward the location of the Public Water Spirit he could sense.
As an Extraordinary, he had been holding back for too long.
Now, moving at full speed, he felt exceptionally free.
He executed the Shadow Nether Step, his feet landing without a sound.
From a distance, he looked like a black streak of light, weaving and flashing through the mountains.
The dozen-plus miles flew by in the blink of an eye.
Tang Wen came to a stop.
The distance had been greatly reduced, and the connection he felt with the Public Water Spirit was much stronger.
It had gone up a whole level.
If the connection he felt in the city was like a silk thread,
then now it was a hemp rope.
He sat down on a rock.
The distance between them was still more than ten miles.
Borrowing his tamed beast's vision from such a great distance would consume a great deal of Spiritual Power.
