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Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-One: Arrival

In the midst of the midsummer, rain.

The mountain range stretched and undulated, the azure firmament shrouded by dark clouds, the pitter-patter of raindrops falling like a bead curtain, enveloping the world in a misty veil of rain.

This boundless expanse of mountains was all within the territory of Sword Casting Valley.

Raindrops struck the banana leaves, crackling with each impact.

Underneath the lushly foliaged giant forest, a black-furred, hanging-eyed tiger more than twelve meters long deftly maneuvered through the trees that soared a hundred meters high.

Despite its large size, its landing was silent; the thick pads beneath its ferocious claws nearly absorbed all the sounds it made while running, although its presence still drew the watchful eyes of many Demonic Beasts.