Guarding the True Form, Gathering the Spiritual Aspect

Chen Chuan returned to the dense forest and walked toward the fissure that had just been smashed open. Some of his belongings, including the Snow Monarch Blade, were still on the other side and needed to be retrieved.

That world on the other side was actually full of danger, with many incomprehensible things lurking within. If not for the light of the Lost Object shining over there, he would not have felt at ease leaving his things there.

When he arrived, he saw Zhao Ming standing atop the luggage. After Chen Chuan had passed through the fissure, it had cleverly brought everything out. Seeing him return now, it raised its head high and gave a chirp.

Chen Chuan smiled. With Zhao Ming around, many things were much less troublesome. He went over and stroked its head, then picked up the Snow Monarch Blade resting beside the luggage.

He had not been sure whether the Snow Monarch Blade could withstand that kind of battle just now, so he had not used the weapon.

But Yao Zhiyi, Wan Yunshan, and Wei Guochang all carried weapons of their own, and Wan Yunshan had tried to disarm his opponent at the first opportunity. This undoubtedly showed that weapons could still serve a purpose at this stage. Once he returned, he would have to find a way to improve it further.

Hmm, now that he thought of it, there was still one important matter he had not handled.

He packed up his things, locked the luggage, and came out of the dense forest with it. Yao Zhiyi stood nearby, while Wan Yunshan squatted on the ground, holding Wei Guochang's head and chattering away at it.

His gaze shifted toward the distance. Wan Yunshan noticed his movement and asked warmly, "Junior Brother, what are you looking