The central region of the Magical Beast Mountain Range was almost entirely untouched by humans year-round. Magical Beasts of Levels Seven, Eight, and Nine often roamed there, making it extremely dangerous.
Linley wore linen trousers, with his upper body bare and no shoes on his feet. With the Black Obsidian Heavy Sword strapped to his back, he made his way into the central region.
Bebe stood on Linley's shoulder, looking around.
Linley stepped on the thick layer of dead leaves covering the ground, and they crunched beneath his feet.
He hacked his way through the undergrowth as he went. His pace was slow, and every day he spent a good deal of time practicing basic movements with the Black Obsidian Heavy Sword.
Jonathan had taught him all of them.
This time, Linley had begun the longest period of arduous cultivation he had undertaken since birth.
When Jonathan had flown to the skies above the Magical Beast Mountain Range on the Thunder-Winged White Tiger, numerous flying Magical Beasts had immediately swarmed around them.
Jonathan had simply unleashed the Stone Orb's Gravity Field, sending countless flying Magical Beasts plummeting from the sky. Those with weak bodies were smashed into bloody pulp.
The lucky ones had branches to break their falls and managed to survive.
As for the Thunder-Winged White Tiger, Jonathan had spread the Stone Orb's special power over its entire body, shielding it from the Gravity Field's effects.
Watching countless flying Magical Beasts fall, it felt not the slightest pity. Instead, it thought, Perhaps my master is the natural enemy of flying Magical Beasts!
Jonathan patted it. "Go down. We can't leave the Magic Crystal Cores behind."
After circling a few times, the Thunder-Winged White Tiger descended swiftly. The Magical Beasts that had survived were all sprawled helplessly on the ground,