The dust and soil were rolling and hovering on the wasteland as if there were thousands of horses and soldiers that were rushing over sonorously. The few strange regions on the surroundings and Goddess Peak were shaking and rustling from the thundering footsteps!
Cone Nail heard Red Pot's urgings. She did not even hesitate. Under Little Five's support, she summoned Qin Zhui and spread her legs to run. They had already realized on their way that the big-mustached man's wasteland was just the same as Desert Rebel Mountain and the Black and White Island. These were all the lands of evil suppression. Now that the big-mustached man was dead, the creatures that were dashing over were either his disciples or the evil creature that he was suppressing. There was no way they could deal with either of them.
