"I only received the news after flying near Jialin Pass. It was quite a long way." Zuo Qing lowered his head to look at the battlefield below. When his gaze fell on several figures within it, his pupils contracted slightly.
"Hm?" He let out a surprised sound. A moment later, as though he had figured something out, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "No wonder Chenglong Pass has held out until now. So they... came back."
"Who?" Guan Zai asked doubtfully.
"The Fifth Special Squad." Zuo Qing pointed at several figures amid the Beast Tide. "And at the same time, the Sword Saint's students."
"Brother Zhou Ping's students?"
Hearing those words, Guan Zai paused slightly. He studied the members of the Nightfall Squad for a long while, then nodded. "So it's them..."
Zuo Qing shifted his gaze away from the Nightfall Squad and looked toward the far end of the Beast Tide, his expression gradually turning grave.
"The scale of this Beast Tide seems even larger than the one half a year ago... It looks like those outer gods are running out of patience."
"What do we do now? Charge straight into the mist and solve the problem at its source?" Killing intent flashed through Guan Zai's eyes.
"No." Zuo Qing shook his head decisively. "We still don't know what's happening in the mist. What if this Beast Tide is only a feint, and several outer gods are lying in ambush beyond the border of the mist, waiting for us Human Apexes to walk into their trap?
"Zhou Ping isn't in Great Xia, and Master Chen and Lu Wuwei haven't arrived yet. It's too risky for just the two of us to charge out recklessly."
Guan Zai raised an eyebrow and stared at Zuo Qing for a