Honing Skills On the Way

After his visit to the Universal Thunder Sect, Jian Wushuang had nothing else to attend to in the Firmament Territory. Thus, he took off on the same day.

Several days later, in the sky over a vast wasteland outside the Firmament Territory.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Ten bandits besieged a black-robed youth carrying a longsword. A brown-haired man who seemed to be their leader snarled, "Brat, you just got out of the Firmament Territory, right? A Divine Realm expert dares travel out of the Firmament Territory. How stupid you are!"

"Haha..." The other bandits burst out laughing.

"Given that you're a dumbass, as long as you hand over your Interspatial Ring and all the treasures you're carrying, we will spare your life. Otherwise...you'll die!" The brown-haired man bellowed. There was a chilly look in his eyes.

Surrounded by the bandits, Jian Wushuang looked around with the trace of a smile on his lips.