One Shiwan Mountain, double layers of sky and land, and triple groups of cultivators.
On the inside of the place of outer fringe, Wen Leyang and Chi Maojiu, brought along the last of their companions. They walked with the gait that was bloodiest and most violent in their entire life. Just like a metal-capped ship that was hard, tenacious and wildly arrogant beyond its own ability, they collided ferociously into the monstrous wave that was converged from the monsters. The exit was within their horizon. If they could kill their way out, they could escape alive!
