Above the blue sky.

Wang Xuefeng crouched on Angelina's back, like a patrolling eagle.

The giant tortoise is shown slowing down in the map.

Today is the day that was expected.

The massive and eerie dark clouds swept across the land with an unstoppable force, soon to reach the western coastline of the Nuojin Continent.

Alarms were sounded across the board.

People began to drag their families down into the abyss.

Even those who initially had doubts had no choice but to believe it after seeing such a celestial phenomenon.

Most of the cities have been abandoned, leaving only empty shells.

There are 49 “refuges” across the mainland, which Yang Xing divided into 49 areas, temporarily named “1-49”.

If there are still those who don't believe in superstition, then he can't care about that.

The Nojin Alliance had long since crumbled without anyone noticing. Apart from a few large families still having patriarchs leading the way, the ordinary people were like a pile of loose sand.

As long as one person takes the lead, they can follow.

-

On the edge of the Sangcang Plateau.

Horrey rode on horseback, watching over the last group of civilians as they entered the abyss.

This is where Xiao He died two years ago, and the black hole that sealed the ice dragon is still on the ground.

The idea of ​​hiding here came from the Lord of Sangcang.

He believes that since the "Wan Nian Fusion" has been brought forward by six months, the relocation plan for the old city of Sangcang should be paused for a while and resumed after this turmoil has passed.

So he chose this abyss on his journey.

Even though Yang Xing had said, "I cannot guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen in this place," he insisted on doing so.

Hori could not control their thoughts; he could only try his best to protect them from the threat of monsters.

"Major General, aren't you coming?"

The last civilian in the group was a thin woman who looked like she couldn't handle the recent bumpy ride; her face was pale and tired.

Even so, she stopped and asked with concern.

"No rush, my horse is fast, we can still go hunt some game now," Horry said without hiding anything.

Now everyone in the team has the tools to identify the Bluebird clones. So, as long as the Bluebird isn't asking him a question, he can almost always answer truthfully.

Upon hearing his words, the woman's eyes lit up: "So, you're still going to come with us?"

"It is my duty to escort you to your destination," Horry corrected calmly.

"That's wonderful!" The woman immediately perked up. "Then I won't keep you any longer. I'll go downstairs now. Please come back soon!"

"Hmm." Horry nodded silently.

Only after everyone had entered the abyss did he slowly raise his head and gaze at the western sky.

Sweat dripped onto his exposed skin, and even without deliberate effort, the muscle lines covering his entire body were clearly visible.

Horry certainly had no shortage of suitors, but he had grown tired of them after so long.

Moreover, having been tricked by Su Mei once before, he was traumatized and terrified that his four friends would laugh at him with the photos again.

Even Yang Xing now says he has changed his ways, becoming "pure and virtuous"...

"drive!"

With a flick of the reins, the man and the horse galloped toward the nearest mountain hollow.

[Yang Xing: What time is it and you're still running around aimlessly?]

Horry was too lazy to type, so he connected via voice.

"I plan to catch two wild boars."

"What do you need a wild boar for?" Yang Xing's astonished voice came from behind.

"Eat," Horry said succinctly.

"No? Can't you have some ambition?" Yang Xing retorted sarcastically, as usual: "Xiao He and Xue Feng are enjoying seafood feasts and ice-cold beer on the sunny beach, while you're stuck here gnawing on a rock-hard wild boar?"

"Damn it!" Horry broke down in a second: "Then why the hell didn't you arrange a wife for me?!"

"What does this have to do with your wife? Try learning from Xuefeng, you'll starve to death!"

"Damn it." Horry wasn't starving to death, but he was about to be driven mad with anger.

Whenever Yang Xing wanted to criticize him, he would bring up Wang Xuefeng as a model, speaking in a tone of "look at other people's children."

However, every time, he was 100% betrayed.

"Alright, alright, stop wandering around. Go to the highest point of the Sangcang Plateau and check if there are any abnormalities in the Sangcang Passage." Yang Xing didn't waste any more time talking to him; he was already overwhelmed with several tasks at once.

"What's wrong?" Horry asked, but without saying a word, he had already turned his horse around.

"I suspect there's something wrong with that new town, but there's no time to investigate now. Just take a look from afar and see what's going on."

"good."

Before Horry finished speaking, the black horse beneath him slowly "grew" a pair of white wings.

Horry's level was 95 at this time, just entering the ranks of "demigods", and the system's horse also reached the highest level.

However, his Demon Halberd's growth rate is still far from sufficient.

Similar to Xiao He's method of advancement, he needs to accumulate the "battle spirit" of the Demon Halberd because his goal in training is to make it the "War God Demon Halberd".

Humans must become gods, and weapons must become gods too!

In the sweltering summer, the rocks on the plateau can even cook a snake.

"Luckily, my horse was produced by the system, otherwise its legs would be burnt..." Horry muttered as he quickened his pace.

"Hurry up! Take a quick look and then go back, the alternation line is almost here!" Yang Xing urged from the other end of the line.

"Oh, oh," Horry responded, controlling the black horse to leap into the air while simultaneously activating the recording function.

The deep pit on the horizon is quite spectacular.

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