Land of Fate

Qin Empire Ming looked up at the pitch-black night sky and sighed. "So this is the buffer zone between the region dense with Supreme Dao Grounds and the deeper reaches of the Night Mist World?"

He had only just set foot on this new land, yet the spectacular sight before him left his heart unsettled for a long while.

That Colossal Being crossed the Night Mist Sea, its pair of fleshy wings like clouds hanging from the heavens, blanketing the entire sky—Vast and boundless. The glowing city on its back was hazy and ethereal.

What kind of monster was that?

Just what sort of mysterious and powerful race dwelled upon its back?

Qin Empire Ming stared toward the end of the horizon. The colossal creature had long vanished, yet he still did not withdraw his gaze.

"The region where Fate Cave lies is no simple place."

The Astral Wind stirred up by those fleshy wings had been truly terrifying, slicing through the void like blades. Rocks of all sizes had been swept into the air, and only now were they falling back down. As far as the eye could see, not a blade of grass grew on this land; it was utterly barren.

For such a Colossal Being to pass through was practically a natural disaster.

Qin Empire Ming shook his head and disappeared into the night. Before long, he discovered that he and that monster were traveling the same route.

Up ahead, several villages and towns came into view, untouched by the devastation.

Even the crops along the way, in places irrigated by crimson Fire Spring, had come to no harm. That Colossal Being had leapt into the Nine Heavens, hanging high above the Night Mist Sea and avoiding the dwelling places of all the major races.

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