Moreover, Wang Zhan had witnessed too much death and separation. Although Han Xue before him was young, she still needed to experience certain trials to mature.
After deciding to keep Han Xue by his side, Wang Zhan led the assembled villagers in a large procession towards Tianxiong City.
Since none of these villagers possessed cultivation, their journey was extremely slow. Even after a full day of travel, they were still tens of miles from Tianxiong City. Furthermore, their stamina had waned along the way, forcing Wang Zhan to call for a temporary rest.
However, just as they were resting, the sound of approaching footfalls reached them. Wang Zhan's expression quickly turned grave. He hastily rose, motioning for everyone to be silent, then swiftly descended the mountain.
The footfalls sounded distant, yet he could sense something approaching their position. Judging by the heavy thuds, they were clearly from beasts.
