Red River Valley

The group traveled fast, rapidly flying toward the Sunset Plains. Along the way, they would encounter a team of patrolling Abyssal Demons every two hundred miles they traveled. They even nearly stumbled into the other party on a few occasions. Luckily for them, they had managed to hide in time with Yang Ling's warning, never once having to engage in battle.

After fearfully rushing for several hours, even the many wanderers were panting heavily, much less the gold-robed warriors who only had abilities at the sage level or Domain Expert. Seeing them run slower and slower, the Cutting Edge Warrior Richardson knit his brows and accelerated, rushing to the front of the team, "Brother Yang Ling, let's rest for a moment at the valley in front!"

"Alright, it's good to rest for a while!" Yang Ling nodded as he looked at the Corpse Wizard King, demoness, and the rest of the group, all drenched in sweat. He then led the group and charged toward the valley.