Jiang Ming and the others continued on their journey.
Despite the long mountain road, nothing could stop their footsteps. However, both on the ground and in the air, they encountered many who sought to kill them.
Some were fierce beasts, others were strange tribes.
This journey allowed Jiang Ming to truly witness the chaos and horror of the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes.
As they kept moving forward,
Jiang Ming sensed a familiar and terrifying power up ahead, and pointed, saying, "We have old friends there!"
"Fang Qinghan!" Chen Bei was excited. "He has a taste like a vulture that devours everything, even if I am separated by several worlds, I could still smell it. Let's go!"
"Let's go!" Jiang Ming was also happy.
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived near the scene, and a great battle was taking place before them.
