A few hundred meters above the abandoned village, a streak of rainbow light flashed by.
Deputy General He Xiao was enveloped within this rainbow light, his eyes scanning the surrounding mountains and forests.
As a martial master of the Spirit Void Realm, his senses were keen, constantly searching for traces of others.
Seeing no signs of activity in this area and sensing no presence of martial masters, he immediately gave up searching this region and instead flew towards other places.
Shen Qing inadvertently refined a formation that spared them from trouble.
After resting in the dilapidated straw hut for a day, the heavy rain finally ceased the next morning.
The sky cleared.
Looking around, the sky was as clear as a wash, with not a cloud in sight.
Shang Jin and his group emerged from the straw hut.
Now that they had a way out, the stone hanging in their hearts fell, their faces revealing smiles and a sense of relief.
"Let's go."
