A streak of light whizzed across the sky.
The next moment, it landed beside a stream with gurgling water.
Wang Chen, who had just landed, retracted his Dragon Abyss Flying Sword and spread his Divine Sense around for any lurking dangers.
Not sensing any threat, he crouched down, scooped up a handful of the clear stream water, and washed his face.
He was instantly invigorated!
After leaving Ever Prosperous Immortal City, Wang Chen had been flying with his sword for three days.
It was quite exhausting.
There were less tiring methods, indeed, but a third-order magical Flying Warship was too conspicuous. As a minor Purple Mansion cultivator, Wang Chen saw no need to take such a big risk.
After quenching his thirst with a couple of sips of the sweet, cold stream water, Wang Chen searched the area and found a small cave to use as a temporary shelter.
The sky grew darker, and traveling at night was not a wise decision.