When Ji Xinghuo saw the East Pole Pass built upon the perilous mountains, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and happily said, "We're back."
"Yeah!" Chi Zhonglin nodded vigorously, "It really wasn't fucking easy!"
Jiangnan Caiyi also looked exhausted.
Only Ren Mian remained full of vigor, maintaining her peak condition, her eyes filled with joy.
It took them fourteen days to reach the Deep Rock Rift Valley when they set out, but the return journey took only ten days. They traveled almost day and night, barely resting.
They couldn't afford to slow down.
Soon after leaving the Deep Rock Rift Valley, Ji Xinghuo noticed that the Beiluo Shimen Clan's patrol teams had increased, obviously searching for their group. On the road back from the Deep Rock Rift Valley, every city had sent out many teams, with overt searches and covert ambushes— there was no telling just how many.
There were also Gorak's flying squads in the sky, conducting a nearly carpet-style search.
