In the Hundred Tribes Hunting Ground, within a dense forest.

Shengling sat on a large rock, raising her hand to gently wipe the fragrant sweat from her forehead with a silk handkerchief.

She had returned to the Hundred Tribes Hunting Ground for several days now, but the place was so vast that she hadn't been able to encounter Fang Ling.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that the Hundred Tribes Battlefield had entered the scorching summer season.