Some time late at night, one month later.
Beneath the soil.
Song Wen suddenly opened his eyes, his cheeks twitching slightly despite himself. Two long worms had burrowed into his nostrils, causing some discomfort.
He paid the worms no heed. Instead, he parted his lips slightly and released the Shadow King Gu.
The Shadow King Gu burrowed out of the soil, beat its wings, and soared high into the sky.
More than an hour later.
The Shadow King Gu returned. It had scouted the surrounding several thousand li and found no trace of any cultivators.
Song Wen blasted away the soil pressing down on him and climbed out of the pit. He then circulated his spiritual power to clear the dirt, insects, and ants from his body. Afterward, he rose into the air and vanished into the distance.
Though a month had already passed, Song Wen did not let down his guard.
He sped all the way out of Rotting Miasma Ridge.
Then, he found the nearest great river and slipped into it.
After traveling underwater for some distance, Song Wen flew back into the sky.
He repeated this process, making several detours and deliberately avoiding every cultivator city along the way. Only after penetrating more than ten million li into the Ganchang Wasteland did Song Wen finally relax completely.
Even if Chi Qi was still tracking him everywhere, there was no way he could pursue him across such an immense distance.
Song Wen slowed his flight and began considering his plans for the future.
First, he would have to set aside his enmity with the Chi Family and the Jiang Clan for the time being.
A gentleman's revenge could wait ten years...
...a hundred years...
...a thousand years.
Once his cultivation had succeeded, it would not be too late