Cao Xing muttered softly, "No need to overthink it. The Divine Power fluctuations unleashed when these God Tier Ice Nest Monsters attack are extremely intense."
"Even after they leave, the traces will linger for a long time. Finding them won't be particularly difficult."
"Of course... before we find these God Tier Ice Nest Monsters, they will continue ravaging different places and slaughtering other survivors."
During the time he had just spent checking the materials, the top-tier forces he had sent out once again... Gu Jianyi, meanwhile, could now unleash such attacks with every gesture. No wonder he had once been able to execute a Nascent Soul Stage demonic cultivator. This was already faintly taking the shape of a single sword breaking through ten thousand techniques. Even Zhang Zhiping had to feel admiration at this moment. At least on the path of sword cultivation, he was countless streets behind Gu Jianyi.
Just as Wu Yong's life force was hanging by a thread and he was about to perish completely, the monitoring imprint Kui Lao had placed outside suddenly transmitted bursts of noisy sounds.
What Lin Chong feared most now was the appearance of abnormal monsters. Before his TPC armament was complete, he prayed every moment that no abnormal monsters would appear. But Murphy's Law told them that the more something was unwanted, the more likely it was to show up. And sure enough, Japan, that disaster-ridden country, had run into trouble again.
About thirty breaths later, accompanied by the clattering thunder of galloping warhorses in the distance, the Wuhuan cavalry led by White Wolf arrived in pursuit.
Mo Jiuxing said, "It's you." His eyes glowed beneath his straw hat, while the other man's eyes glowed behind a bronze mask.
Dodge, aim, fire—there was actually a slight sequence to those three actions.