Could this damn thing be another earthquake?
After traveling less than twenty miles, an unusual tremor suddenly came from beneath, and Han Yu's expression tightened.
He had forgotten that he had already left Zhanzhou Prefecture.
Only after reacting did he realize it wasn't an earthquake.
Carefully sensing the tremors underfoot, the ground occasionally shook, seemingly moved by a tremendous force.
Five miles away, two cultivators of the Divine Gaze Realm were locked in a heated battle.
The two were fiercely fighting in the sky, one a man over forty years old wearing a red robe, with a lean figure and ruddy brown face.
The other was a tall figure in a black robe, a hood covering their head, completely obscuring their face.
Their figures darted through the air, constantly changing positions, as waves of True Essence spread out, the winds blowing fiercely.
