Second Peak.
Mid-mountain.
The various alien tribes and ferocious beasts that once lingered in the mountain's passes and upon its summit had long since vanished.
Huang Qi resumed his true form with the visage of a rat, squatting atop a protruding rock, smoking a cigarette noisily.
Suddenly, a somewhat abrupt, strange figure appeared in his field of vision.
When some weak human race cultivators, overwhelmed by the bloody brutality of the battlefield at the summit, began to flee down the mountain...
There was one person, holding an umbrella, who actually began the ascent.
——He naturally attracted Huang Qi's attention.
"Star River Alliance, Liang Ying?"
Huang Qi narrowed his eyes for a closer look.
The next moment, he exclaimed in astonishment, "Pang Jian!"
He had never expected that it would be Pang Jian holding the Star-shattering Umbrella that belonged to Liang Ying, starting the climb from the foot of the First Peak!
