"Something's wrong!"
Zhao Yun placed her hand on the chariot's railing, gazing intently at the southern region where the chariot was located.
That direction held an orderly equipped army, with banners fluttering and warhorses neighing. A murderous aura rushed toward them, causing Zhao Yun to feel a slight sense of discomfort.
Facing the sharp edge of an army head-on was something Zhao Yun was doing for the first time, and she was a smart person.
Smart people always liked to avoid harm and seek gain, even though she had experienced countless time loops, not once had she gone to face the sharp edge of an army head-on.
Cultivation could indeed cause all power to return to oneself, giving a person the possibility of fighting an army alone.
Yet because of the time loop, even though she had most of the legacy cultivation techniques given by Wang Ming, along with the Dragon God Skill, unfortunately she had no time to practice them.
Therefore, her strength had never grown to the point of breaking the ceiling of this world's power. Using this outer domain's realm classification, before Wang Ming came to this world, her highest cultivation was only barely touching the Mortal Realm Second Layer, which was the level of Long Bo holding the Dragon God Sword.
To go and fight an army alone with such cultivation was an extremely unwise thing to do.
Before the iron hooves and sharp blades of an army, human might always had its limits.
Besides, the black-armored troops ahead were clearly not ordinary mortal soldiers.
"Two people just entered in there," Zhao Yun turned her head and said to Wang Ming.
Beneath the chariot's large parasol, Wang Ming opened his eyes on the seat.
At this moment, the place where Wang Ming and the others were