Three months later.
The Spirit Boat continued to fly above the Nine Heavens, with less than a hundred million kilometers left to reach the Qian Clan Alliance Fortress.
Based on Zhang Xiaohao and the others' speed, it would take at least half a month to reach the Qian Clan Alliance Fortress.
By now, the ground was almost entirely filled with the presence of beasts appearing everywhere.
As soon as any Loose Cultivator or groups of True Spirits appeared, they would be immediately subject to a frenzied attack by this army of beasts, until they were completely dead.
"Young Master, have a drink." Hong Yi handed over a glass of red wine.
Zhang Xiaohao smiled, took the red wine from her hand, drank it all in one go, and then set the glass down.
He grabbed a Beijing roast duck and started eating.
"Hmm! In such a desolate field, there's actually a supreme Array?" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao's gaze sharpened as he looked playfully at the ground below.
