Snow continued to fall atop the snowy peak, thick drifts blanketing the entire mountain.
Buzz!
A faint tremor ran through the peak, scattering the snow atop a mound.
Fang Mo's figure was revealed. His eyes opened, sharp gleams flashing like lightning. His surging blood and vitality rumbled, making even the snow across the summit briefly still. After three days of cultivation, not only had his injuries fully healed, but his cultivation had advanced once more.
That was the tyranny of the Savage Ancient True Body. Coupled with the Ancient Desolate Beast's talent, both injury recovery and origin energy recovery were astonishingly fast.
Without moving from where he sat, he connected to the surveillance devices he had deployed again.
Thankfully, some of the surveillance devices had not been destroyed and were still faithfully and diligently carrying out their work.
Images from the three fortresses—Black Flame, Skyfire, and Earthflame—came through once more.
At the sight of the images, Fang Mo could not help frowning slightly. In just three days, the defensive systems of all three fortresses had actually been restored. Their shields had lit up again. Although many buildings within the fortresses had been destroyed, the ruins had been cleared away, leaving the places remarkably neat.
More than that, large numbers of engineering mechs were carrying out repairs. More than half of the collapsed walls had been mended, and many of the defensive cannons atop the walls had been set up again.
Black Flame Fortress was even busier. Starships took off and landed from time to time, unloading massive quantities of supplies and personnel.
Fully organized transports frequently took off as well, carrying Mech Warriors toward the Black Flame Mountain Range under the escort of fighter jets.
"What's going on? Is the Mechanical Empire planning to sweep the Black Flame Mountain Range