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The sky grew brighter and brighter. Ji An saw demon beasts spread across the mountains and fields, being driven by high-tier demon beasts, moving towards the Immortal City.
Their speed seemed slow yet was actually fast, like a flood breaking through a dam.
Wang Dachui's eyes rolled around, and he said casually:
"These sons of bitches attacked too fiercely yesterday. In my original squad, only I survived.
Senior Brother Ji, which area did you defend yesterday? What was your squad's casualty rate like?"
Facing the probing, Ji An shook his head gently:
"I didn't participate in yesterday's battle."
He indeed didn't participate; he was in the courtyard saving lives and seeing off a familiar cultivator.
"I see, Brother, you're quite lucky," Wang Dachui scratched his head, failing to glean any useful information.
As the morning sun rose, Ji An saw a giant tiger, about four zhang long, stride to the forefront of the demon beasts, opening its bloody maw to let out a mighty roar.
