Yang Chan and Han Bingyu barely stopped as they traveled onward. Partway through, they acquired horses. Though this slowed their pace, it allowed for greater endurance.
Han Bingyu was not like Yang Chan. Even with his help, the journey was a great drain on her stamina. Furthermore, Yang Chan had no desire to expose his ridiculously powerful recovery ability. Of course, the fact that the Alien Race had ceased their pursuit also played a part.
Those from the Alien Race had not left Yu City. Instead, they had taken up positions nearby.
Without the danger posed by this Alien Race, Yang Chan was naturally in less of a hurry.
Riding horses instead of traveling on foot made the journey somewhat easier.
By nightfall that day, they had finally returned to the gates of the Cyan Yuan Sect.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and oil lamps adorned the sect's main gate. Everything was so familiar.
The moon and the lamps were unchanged, just as they were when he had departed.
