Thousands of miles away, Lin Xun paused for a break, staying on the alert.  

Along the way, he had encountered several dangers, including a five-colored poisonous scorpion lying dormant in the desert’s depths.

It was several feet long with a body seemingly cast from bronze and a hook-like tail. Its aura alone was frightening. 

Fortunately, it was in deep slumber, allowing Lin Xun the chance to quickly avoid the area without any danger.

Lin Xun stopped and gazed into the distance. He was already on the edge of the desert. Ahead were dramatic mountain ranges and rolling hills stretching endlessly into the distance and towering into the sky. 

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes. Many figures were coming his way.

“Little brother, did you return from the depths of the desert? Did you see any shocking changes there?” asked a middle-aged man as he stepped forward. 

But before the other party neared, Lin Xun brought out the No-Nonsense Bow in a flash and fired an arrow. With a swoosh, a hole was pierced into the middle-aged man’s chest, sending blood jetting everywhere like...