A mere three hours.
The Ghost Corpse Slave Army, once terrifyingly powerful in Qin Shaofeng's eyes, had been swept clean beneath Zhan Cangkong's sword alone.
By the time Zhan Cangkong arrived at Qin Shaofeng's side,
his aura had already undergone a subtle change.
"There seem to be only these island chains here. Where should we go next?" Zhan Cangkong took the initiative to ask.
The earlier battle seemed to have completely ignited the fighting spirit in his heart.
"Come. We're going to where the true continent lies."
With a flash, Qin Shaofeng vanished beyond the horizon.
Zhan Cangkong and the others had long since noticed the peculiarities of the Land of Shining Stars.
It was as though their combat strength and speed could increase by a thousandfold, even ten-thousandfold, here.
He immediately followed.
Given their current cultivation,
the journey took only a dozen or so breaths.
When Zhan Cangkong saw this vast continent, which his Spiritual Sense probe had previously been unable to reach, a terrifying battle intent rose in the depths of his eyes.
Especially when he saw the Ghost Corpse Slaves on the continent, his battle intent surged to its peak.
"First clear out all the Ghost Corpse Slaves across this continent. I'll see whether there are still any living people here," Qin Shaofeng casually instructed.
With another flash, he crossed Tian Lian Mountain.
Even before leaving the Land of Shining Stars, he had possessed the speed to cross a continent in an instant, much less now.
His Spiritual Sense spread out completely.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he had thoroughly surveyed the entire continent.
The Ghost Corpse Race truly was a race steeped in destruction.
What trace remained of the Land of Shining Stars as it had once been?
Even the