This seemed to be an agreement between the Human Race and the demonic beasts of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains?
"I don't know the outcome of the final battle, but right now, all I can do is run as far as possible..."
Su Xing sighed, his gaze turning to the simulation panel.
[Thus, three days later...]
[As you were frantically fleeing, you felt a cold wind blow from behind.]
[Then, a terrifying aura instantly locked onto you.]
[You immediately stopped in your tracks, instinctively activating your protective gang qi, holding your sword in one hand, ready to face the enemy.]
[A middle-aged man with sallow skin, a thin physique, and sharp teeth looked at you, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.]
[With just one glance, you felt a chill down your spine. This man didn't seem to be from the Human Race...]
[You noticed minor injuries on the man and sensed that he didn't seem to be a cadre from the Descending Sect.]
