133 Yan Mountain Tiger

The sound of intense fighting was faint, and it drew farther and farther away. The Vast Ocean Sword Sect's member who had the brocade box in his hands felt as if there was an incredible weight pressing down against him. He constantly felt as if there were countless soldiers behind him! He gritted his teeth, and with all his strength, he moved about the forest nonstop. He ran like the wind and charged forth like a phantom. 

He looked very young and handsome, and his eyes were also pure and clear. There was a faint hint of resolution on his face, and as he ran, he did not stop mumbling under his breath, "Eldest senior brother, don't worry. No matter what, I will definitely bring the brocade box to a safe place."

But in his haste, he had clearly forgotten to look at something important—the map. 

He forgot to look at the map.