Chapter 5961 Just Watching The Show
- The Guiding Talisman rested between Jared’s fingers, its script pulsing like a distant heartbeat tugging him west. He and the Vermilion Demon Lord raced over broken ridgelines, letting the faint pull lead.
- Level twelve sprawled wider than imagination. Even with both travelers pouring power into flight, the horizon refused to yield; day after day bled away until the seventh sunset finally painted dunes the map had promised. Jared felt grit between his teeth and anticipation under his ribs—both told him they were close.
- The farther they pushed west, the thinner the breath of the world became.