"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Rays of escape light scattered in all directions, like birds and beasts fleeing in chaos.
The northern bound convoy, which had held together for over a day, collapsed instantly the moment the Tribulation Cultivator gang appeared.
"Let's go too!"
Chen Qingju, at the forefront of the crowd, called out and then, with the three companions beside her, turned her escape light and sped toward the east.
After all, it was only a few hundred miles to the Da Li border from here. As long as they shook off these pursuers, they could easily enter the territory by heading north.
"This..."
Zhang Yao hesitated briefly but ultimately chose to quietly follow Chen Qingju and her companions.
The current situation was chaotic, with everyone fending for themselves under great peril. Many Cultivators fled east, so blending in made him inconspicuous.
"Chase! Don't let them get away!"
"These are all fat sheep; catching one means getting at least a few hundred Spirit Stones!"
