"Let's go!" Qin Ming set off.
"Take care!" Xiang Yiwu and Xiao Wu stood at the Bodhisattva's Martial Hall, watching him disappear into the night.
...
Days later, Qin Ming discovered a desolate city along the way, utterly lifeless and in ruins, without a single living soul.
After finding resonance, his eyes revealed a cold intent.
Soon, he triggered a beast tide, under the Night Fog, all were glaring green eyes, overflowing with Demon Energy.
To be precise, it was a mouse tide, he spooked the clan deep within a mountain range, swarming large rats, each the size of a mongrel, charging to the surface.
"They have really grown audacious, daring even to slaughter entire cities." Qin Ming said coldly.
In this region, the Human Clan was not prominent, only scattered cities and tribes; this place was dominated by the Flying Dragon Clan, regarded as the leading strong clan.
Additionally, there were the Beastman Clan, Giant Clan, and others, all quite powerful as well.
