Tianyang Ridge.
This hill was located over two hundred kilometers north of Beifeng City.
At noon,
the sun would be right above Tianyang Ridge, thus giving it this name.
The entirety of Tianyang Ridge was subject to the scorching sun all year round. Coupled with the Sword Dynasty's huge temperature differences between day and night, the alternating heat and cold made the rocks incredibly hard. Those that were not hard enough had long since weathered away, disappearing from sight and resulting in the unique landscape with its forest of peculiar rocks.
Whoosh!
A shadow flashed across the sky, diving into Tianyang Ridge.
Xiao Yi's body was covered with blood, and he was gasping for breath.
There was a faint pallor on his face.
"I seem to have temporarily shaken them off. Those flying beasts are just too difficult to deal with. I took the water route, and they were still able to find me…" Xiao Yi leaned against the rocks in the forest, rather helpless.
