At sunset, the evening glow filled the sky.
After taking a deep breath of the long-missed air of the human world, Feng Qi slowly lowered the demonic blade.
The blade hit the ground with a tremendous boom, making the earth tremble.
The demonic blade had now reached its third stage of unsealing and was more than ten times heavier than it had been in its second-stage state.
Every step of the journey truly left a footprint behind.
Looking beside him, he saw Xiao You floating limp in the air, fast asleep, a glistening trail of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.
Over the years, Xiao You had accumulated plenty of experience in slacking off and being lazy.
To Feng Qi, every step of the journey beneath the demonic blade's crushing weight was training. To Xiao You, every step was slacking off.
Xiao You had even developed a way to travel while sleeping just so she could be lazy.
After setting her Flight Mask to fly straight ahead, Xiao You could tilt her head at any moment and sleep while flying.
Whenever they encountered terrain that required a change in direction, Xiao You was not worried. She knew the boss would never let her crash into a mountain or a tree. He would definitely pull her along.
All she had to do was call out "Boss" and keep sleeping.
Elsewhere, Po Jia, wearing a dagger mask, carried a giant stone on his shoulders as he advanced beneath its crushing weight, using this method to temper his physical strength.
Behind Po Jia, Thunder and the negative consciousness stared each other down.
Although the negative consciousness was only the size of a palm, it had an exceptionally fierce temperament and cursed constantly.
It was either arguing with Thunder or on its