Outside the forest west of Heaven's Moat, the Lou Lan border campground mourning the death of General Bazir.
Many Lou Lan cultivators were attracted by Ji Liang's bright and crisp call. They looked up at the sky…
Above the towering trees, Ji Liang's hooves shone with light as it galloped in the sky.
"It's the Sword Devil's steed! Catch it!"
The witchcraft cultivators with keen sight recognized Ji Liang immediately.
This was the very horse that led them on a wild goose chase.
The death of the hero of the border, General Bazir, was connected to the master of this horse.
For a time, many witchcraft cultivators gathered together. They had strength in numbers. There did not seem to be a high requirement for courage to face a single horse.
Hundreds of witchcraft cultivators flew at full speed toward Heaven's Moat from the campground.
