The two walked shoulder to shoulder, cautiously avoiding the many Tribulation Cultivators along their path. They also steered clear of other teams out hunting Demon Beasts. Even when they couldn't avoid crossing paths, they would quickly move on, showing no intention of starting a conversation.
Zhao Zuo lay flat in a snow pit, straining to hear any sounds from outside. He clutched a Communication Jade in his hand while peering through a tiny crack, watching for any movement around the Demon Beast meat he had placed as bait ten meters away.
More than an hour later, the roars of Demon Beasts echoed from a distant valley, followed by the tremors of dozens of them on the move. The ground shook as if a mighty army was charging, their momentum as terrifying as a flash flood or a tsunami.
The Demon Beasts were on the attack. More lives were about to be lost across the four major zones.
