Jiang Ping An did not deal with his pursuers immediately.
If he killed them, stronger pursuers would come after him.
The camp might be undermanned now, but that did not mean no powerful experts had been left behind.
He maintained a steady speed and flew away from Tianyuan Camp.
Only after fleeing far enough did Jiang Ping An casually dispose of them.
One month later.
Snowy Mountain City.
Wind and snow whirled through the air, goose-feather flakes drifting down from the gray sky and blanketing the mountains and city walls.
Snowflakes fell upon the heavily armored soldiers at the gate, dyeing them white. The chill cut to the bone, and the white vapor from their breaths instantly froze.
One soldier stretched his body, his enthusiastic voice billowing out beneath his mask in a cloud of white mist. "The Wildsea Royal Clan and the Electric Eel Demon Race have been getting more and more restless lately. They've been making moves again and again, occupying quite a few sea regions belonging to our Blue Sea Country."
"I really want to go to the front lines and butcher those bastards, but it's a shame I'm not strong enough. All I can do is stand guard here."
Another soldier stamped his feet, shaking the snow from his boots. His tone was full of helplessness. "If only my talent were as powerful as Deputy Commander Jiang's or Princess's."
Longing filled his eyes.
Everyone wanted powerful talent, but it was not something just anyone could possess.
"Speaking of Deputy Commander Jiang, I suddenly remembered something."
The soldier who had spoken first lowered his voice, sounding mysterious. "I heard Deputy Commander Jiang went alone into an enemy military camp, burned thousands to death with Karmic Fire, and rescued more than a thousand alliance members."
"I heard about