Baishou City, southwest border.
The northern part of Southern Plains Kingdom was filled with hills of varying heights, but there were also plains and some villages nestled among them.
"Great Immortal, once we cross this little hill, we will see a village ahead."
About twenty people were making their way through the mountain paths.
Most of them carried long fire guns on their backs and had a weapon hung at their waist. They walked tall and straight, exuding energy and vigor.
Half the group carried large travel packs, their chests rising and falling with long breaths, seemingly possessing endless strength.
Some had restrained auras and eyes like lightning, alert to their surroundings, as though no tiny hiding place could escape their perception.
The one speaking was a member of this team.
