At the city pass.
Xiahou Yan stood at the forefront, where he could see some Bone Tempering Realm Martial Artists slowly descending along the towering Yunlu Wall, while Stewards of the Five Viscera Realm leaped down in a single bound, plummeting a hundred feet.
In the distance, within the desert, the sandstorm had subsided, and vague figures could be seen moving about, most of them being Martial Artists of the Tendon Changing and Bone Tempering Realm. After each sand disaster, the winds did indeed bring some opportunities.
Many officers guarding the Yunlu Border Pass were partly from the local Sha Prefecture, partly dispatched by the Seven Profound Sect, and some were there for the opportunities in the desert.
"All right, it's our turn to set off."
After looking at those distant figures, Xiahou Yan smiled at Chu Jingsui and the others.
"Let's go."
Chu Jingsui responded, his voice still at the original spot, but his body had already drifted down into the desert.
