Si Kong Zun relentlessly pursued, while Ling Xiao and his companions desperately fled.
Near Northern Desert City, they encountered no interception from the Black Crow Army.
However, Ling Xiao was anything but relieved; on the contrary, he was extremely tense.
The only reason the Black Crow Army might have opened up distance, he surmised, was that they were preparing to shoot arrows.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
In the darkness of night, the sky was pierced by the whistling of rockets, which then enveloped the returning troops to Northern Desert City and the tens of thousands of guards from Northern Desert Pass like a rain of fire.
Even in the deep night, Ling Xiao could see the terrifying scene.
The rockets blotted out the sky, as if the Red Sun was shattering and falling at the end of the world.
Fear enveloped the entire land!
Cries of dying echoed incessantly!
