After a great battle, wild winds raged on the wasteland. Dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled from time to time.
Torrential rain poured down, and there were still unextinguished flames burning in the distance. The scorching heat and the cold air intersected, forming a strange surrounding.
After a long time, he seemed to sense that there was no more danger around him.
A small sapling slowly drilled out from the angle of a huge rock. Soon, it grew into a tree as tall as a person. The bark cracked open, and Yu Hao walked out.
"Gu Changqing, our debts aren't settled yet!"
Smashing the giant rock beside him, Yu Hao gritted his teeth.
"However, before that… Diqin Naxi, we have to settle our scores."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out like a cannonball.
**
In the desert.
A woman with a tall figure was walking forward. The cloak on her body could not hide her graceful figure.
