Those of high realms would never go there, because the area demarcated by the Military Realm has an entry-grade ceiling.
"It seems that interfering with this matter is no small challenge."
"Too much force won't work, and too little won't have any effect."
"Do what we can, and leave the rest to fate." Zhao Xing shook his head, "I've done all I can within my abilities, let Lao Liu dream for a few more days."
...
In the far depths of the Southern Desolate, a row of war chariots was making its way across the flat wilderness.
The sky was blue, and Gang Winds raged through the air, a terrifying layer of Qing-grey Gang Wind forming just a hundred meters from the ground.
"Hiss-clang~" Dozens of White Bone Golden Claw Beasts, pulling a line of Xuan Steel prison carts, were rapidly advancing across the wilderness.
Two squads of humans with golden wings and silvery-white hair were carefully observing the surroundings.
