After leaving Tai'an City, Smith began making his way swiftly back toward Huaihai City.Thanks to Kong Changxing, who lent him a sturdy wooden cart, Smith's return journey was significantly faster. However, he had no monster cores left, which were essential for powering the cart. So along the way, he had to rely on a rather crude method—hunting down a few unfortunate monsters and extracting their cores to use as fuel.He continued moving without pause, retracing the same road he had taken previously. To maintain speed, Smith summoned two wooden clones who took turns driving the cart while he lay in the back, letting the wind wash over him in rare comfort.But as he followed the main road, Smith was forced to witness the devastation the beast tide had left behind.City after city lay in ruin.High stone walls lay shattered, city gates wide open. The scent of blood mixed with thick smoke filled the air. Corpses—both human and beast—littered the streets. And in some places, monsters still fed on the remains.These cities, once vibrant and bustling, were now nothing more than crumbling ruins.In total, Smith passed through six or seven such cities. Only one of them had not been completely overrun, though its condition was still bleak. Its walls were scarred, and the survivors wore expressions of pure exhaustion and despair.Everywhere else had been completely destroyed.It was now painfully clear that this great beast tide wasn't a local disaster—it had engulfed nearly the entire Holy Empire.Realizing the gravity of the situation, Smith didn't waste any time. He pressed forward, refusing to stop in any of the cities he passed.That is, until he encountered another active front of the beast tide.He found himself near a city about the same size as Tai'an. It was under siege. Monsters surged around it like a dark sea, pressing in from every direction.Despite the psychics stationed there doing everything they could to defend it, they couldn't hold back the tide.Two fifth-level primary monsters led the charge, tearing open massive breaches in the city's walls with terrifying force.The defensive line collapsed.Tens of thousands of monsters rushed in, overwhelming the city in an instant. Smoke filled the skies as structures burned and collapsed. Screams rang out, drowned only by the roar of the beasts and the sickening sound of tearing flesh.Smith watched from a distance, helpless.He couldn't do anything to save them.Even if he charged in, he wouldn't be able to turn the tide alone.So, he kept moving."This... this is the real face of the great beast tide," he murmured to himself as he drove past, watching the city fall into chaos and ruin.The location was still on the northern edge of the empire. The beast tide hadn't reached full depth yet—but even at this stage, the damage was overwhelming.The tide didn't move quickly. Its speed was slowed because it absorbed monsters from surrounding regions at every turn, using them to attack more cities. This process consumed time—but it also made the beast tide increasingly dangerous as it advanced.Having overtaken the front edge of the beast tide, Smith continued south without looking back.The road ahead was eerily empty.Not a single human soul crossed his path.Only monsters lurked in the woods and valleys nearby, staring at his cart with bloodthirsty eyes, waiting for the perfect moment to ambush him.But none of them succeeded.Every creature that attempted a surprise attack was instantly killed by Smith, their monster cores harvested to fuel his journey.Even with the help of his clones, and despite never stopping to rest, it still took nearly a week for Smith to travel from the northern edge of the empire to its central regions.He passed several more cities along the way, but didn't stop at any of them.Until finally, the outline of a familiar place came into view.The Dark City.Smith pulled the cart to a halt and looked at it in silence.Memories surfaced.He had left behind many unforgettable experiences in that city—some dangerous, some unforgettable.Now, with the great beast tide looming closer, Smith felt a strong urge to return and warn the people who had once helped him.---In the Dark City—Once known for its three-way power struggle, the city had evolved.After the fall of the Night Demon faction, only two major forces remained: the Dusk Auction and the Guangxi Society.The Dusk Auction remained staunchly neutral. The Guangxi Society, on the other hand, had absorbed all of the Night Demon's territory, growing rapidly in influence and strength—so much so that it now rivaled the Dusk Auction itself.Though the two groups were once competitors, their shared connection with Smith had drawn them closer. Over time, they began working together to preserve stability in the Dark City.What was once a city of chaos and crime had become significantly more orderly.---Inside the Guangxi Society—"President, we've officially taken over all of the Night Demon's territory," said Wang Bao, current vice president of the Guangxi Society. "There's nothing left of their influence.""Good," replied Zhang Yi, president of the society. His expression was grim, far removed from the calm demeanor he used to display."The next step is to consolidate all our power. Spread our people out and search for the Burning Fire Clan."Wang Yan's death still haunted Zhang Yi. The blow was personal. And he had made a vow—to find the Burning Fire Clan and exact revenge."Yes, sir!" Wang Bao responded, bowing respectfully before leaving the room.Zhang Yi remained alone in the large hall, lost in thought.Until a shadow appeared at the entrance."President Zhang," came a soft voice. "It seems your Guangxi Society has been flourishing lately."Zhang Yi turned toward the doorway and saw a man standing there. He wore a simple white mask, devoid of any markings. Something about him immediately put Zhang Yi on edge."Who are you?" he asked cautiously."Let me introduce myself," said the man with a slight smile. "You may call me Bai Shi.""...The White Envoy?"Zhang Yi's brow furrowed. The name tickled a memory, but he couldn't place it right away."What business do you have with me?""I've come to settle an old debt," Bai Shi said calmly. His voice was light—like a breeze, unpredictable and disarming."Debt? What are you talking about?""Over two months ago, a man named 'Smith' arrived in the Dark City," Bai Shi replied. "Your Guangxi Society sheltered him, didn't you?"Zhang Yi's expression instantly darkened.Jinghai College. That's where he had heard the name.Bai Shi—deputy director of the Executive Department. One of the seven known fifth-level psychics.Dangerous.With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Yi summoned his power."Leifa: Thunder Wolf Charge!"Lightning coalesced into a massive wolf made of purple arcs, snarling as it lunged toward Bai Shi.But the masked envoy merely waved his hand.A pale green flame rose from his palm, swirling into a monstrous fire tornado. The roaring wind incinerated the Thunder Wolf instantly and then surged toward Zhang Yi."Leifa: Hundred Thunder Barrage!"Zhang Yi slammed both palms to the ground. Dozens of purple lightning bolts erupted outward, spinning into a giant tornado of electricity. It clashed against the firestorm with explosive force.BOOM!The collision rocked the entire building. Though Zhang Yi successfully defended against the attack, it drained a significant portion of his spiritual energy.Panting heavily, he looked up—only to find Bai Shi gone."...Not good!"A calm voice whispered behind him:"You've got impressive power for a beginner fifth-tier psychic. No wonder you're the Guangxi Society's leader."Before Zhang Yi could react—BANG!Bai Shi's palm struck him in the back with crushing force, sending him flying.
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