Mu Tian gazed into the distance, toward Wolf Fang Base outside Anluo City. The vast open ground diagonally ahead was separated by the Wolf Fang Cemetery, where towering gravestones pierced the clouds. No matter which angle one viewed the Wolf Fang territory from, it revealed the style of its leader—arrogant and domineering. Anyone who belonged to him, even the dead, would force others to raise their heads and look up.
Neither the Abomination King nor the Zombie King felt comfortable in such an environment. As the kings of their respective forces, their pride, forged through long years of slaughter and their ascent to the top, would not allow them to admire or look up to anyone.
"Since he isn't as good as you, he shouldn't be able to break through that restriction. What do you mean, he isn't afraid of dying?" Mu Ye said casually, glancing at the nearby buildings as he sought somewhere higher to stand. The flat ground here made him deeply uncomfortable.
Mu Tian looked at Mu Ye. "It means that person knew he was no match, yet still insisted on smashing into it head-on. The mental backlash he suffered was severe. An ordinary person would become an idiot within a day, but this person's conviction seems exceptionally strong. It has already been seven days, and he is still going. For some reason, the barrier is also thinning from both sides."
The earlier words had not drawn Mu Ye's attention, but the final sentence immediately snapped him back to his senses. "What do you mean, both sides? Don't tell me Chu Han himself is trying to break through it too? Isn't he unconscious?"
"That is the strangest part." A haze clouded Mu Tian's eyes as specks of black gradually spread to fill his pupils. "So I won't