As the sun passed its zenith, its radiant glow suspended in the sky, casting a scorching brilliance upon the earth, seemingly evaporating all things in its intense heat.
In the southern Ancient Forest Town, a swift gust of wind echoed through the air. A streak of azure light flashed by at an astonishing speed, leaving behind a trail of verdant luminescence suspended in the air.
The wind howled.
"Little Wind, how can your speed be so extraordinary?!"
In an instant, a voice filled with astonishment echoed. Within the span of a sentence, the streak of green light had already covered nearly five hundred meters!
"Awoo~"
Subsequently, the gentle roar of a beast could be heard, as if explaining something. This green streak was none other than the pinnacle fourth-grade spirit beast, the Storm Spirit Lizard named Little Wind. Mounted on Little Wind's back, Mu Yang tightly clutched the fin on its back, his hair tousled by the rushing wind.