"Since they don't want to reveal their identity, we must not dwell on it any further."
"Everyone, rest up for now."
"This is the Swallowing Float Desert, and terrifying sand beasts lurk within it. We can only rest for three hours; we cannot stay long."
Hearing this, Sikong Jing's little Shadow Moon Rat body rolled over on the back of a demonic beast and slowly fell asleep.
No one knew that it was this little Shadow Moon Rat that had helped them through the crisis.
Although Sikong Jing was currently parasitizing the little Shadow Moon Rat's body, and the little Shadow Moon Rat was also at the Spirit Martial Stage, it had only just been born and was far too weak. After traveling all this way over the past several days, it was already exhausted and needed a period of deep sleep.
And what about Sikong Jing himself?
He had fought his way out of the Sword Extinction Giant Tomb, facing all manner of situations along the way. Now, only forty percent of his soul essence remained; even his physical body had been hacked into six pieces, leaving only a Beast-Form Spirit Shadow.
He too was utterly exhausted.
Now that everyone from Boundless Sea had gained temporary safety within the Feather Sword Mountain Range, he no longer had to worry so much for the moment.
The demon cat woman had also said they had three hours to rest. His Beast-Form Spirit Shadow desperately needed rest—needed to properly digest everything he had gained during this time, and allow his soul essence to steadily recover and grow.
"Perhaps my physical body will be destroyed from this day onward. If I want to protect the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land, if I want to survive in the Vast Cosmos Great World, then I must