The earth heaved into countless surging waves of soil, mud splattering and trees collapsing.
They were the aberrations from the Yellow Springs Path.
Wutu Bone did not possess the pain perception and awareness that living creatures should have.
In those ghastly green snake eyes was only boundless cruelty and slaughter.
It ferociously pursued Qi Xiu and Zhu Mo ahead, with no regard for anything else.
Where it passed, nothing was left but a scene too horrific to endure.
"We can't go on like this. Once we get past the mountain up ahead, let's split up and run. Let fate decide our survival."
Zhu Mo, already drenched in sweat, gasped for air. His True Gang was nearly depleted. To continue resisting was to ensure they would both die. If they split up, there was a chance one could survive.
Yet, Qi Xiu, who was at his side, didn't respond but was instead flipping through a jade seal in his hand.
"Big brother, what are you spacing out for at a time like this?"
