Qin Yu sprinted all the way, increasing his speed to the highest possible limit. After a full hour and carefully sensing his surroundings to confirm that nothing was wrong, he was finally able to let out a breath of relief.

He had no idea why Shang Lingyu didn’t attack them, but this was the best outcome for Qin Yu. Otherwise, he feared he would have already been chewed up and swallowed into that abyssal being’s belly.

It wasn’t that he didn’t have confidence in his own strength. Instead, the stronger he was, the more he could clearly feel the disparity between them.

Shang Lingyu might not have attacked then, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t sometime in the future. A terrifyingly strong abyssal being had appeared in the Path of 10,000 Souls. For Qin Yu, that was like a sword that hung above his head, one that could come chopping down at any moment.

As he thought of this he subconsciously frowned.

“Cough! Qin Yu, I have carefully thought over things and I believe that the old saying is right – as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood....