The classically ornate train passed through the gentle mountain pass.
On both sides of the pass were steep cliffs, with just a narrow path available for passage.
Driving through this mountain gap naturally offered a unique scenic experience, but once ambushed, there would be little room to maneuver in the short term.
Drip—
Accompanied by a sharp and brief alarm sounding in his earpiece, He Ao burst out in an instant.
Simultaneously, he saw Wu Lan, on the same side as him, also charge out.
Yang De and Ji Po on the opposite side rushed out as well.
Four sharp tent pegs penetrated the gravel mixed with weeds on the ground in the blink of an eye.
Under the bright sunlight, a tent-shaped vast space slowly and swiftly arose.
From He Ao's perspective, it was as if the air in front of him had turned into jelly, and even the light seemed to ripple slightly within it.
And the long train was entirely enveloped by this jelly-like space.
