Bang!
He leaped into the air.
The two monks and one woman nimbly vaulted over the wall and entered a residential alley.
After parting ways with the Supernatural Bus, they had driven around several side roads and entered another main road, preparing to head to the other side of the city to see if there was a way out.
Along the way, they had encountered two groups of Awakened fighting to the death.
Perhaps because the talisman's effect had grown too weak, two of them actually noticed their presence.
Fortunately.
The talisman still had some effect.
Under their forceful counterattack, they had actually killed the leader of the opposing side, a Seventh Tier Peak.
Ye Fei then suddenly struck as well, killing several Awakened who had surrounded them with the force of thunder and successfully intimidating the others.
However.
After that incident, the talisman had completely lost its effect.
The three of them could only get out of the car and walk, relying on their own legs to reach their destination.
"I've been through this residential alley before. Back then, it was considered an elite residential district in Tower City, and only middle-class people lived here." Old Monk looked around.
"But now it should have become a Vicious Ghost lair."
His sharp senses detected the Chilly Aura in the air, as well as a trace of something strange and unusual.
An ominous premonition welled up in his heart.
However.
Ye Fei still looked calm beside him. "The city is too chaotic now. You saw it yourself just now—the two groups fighting were all Seventh Tier Awakened."
"When did Seventh Tier become so worthless?"
"They've actually become cannon fodder."
The residential alley was pitch-black. Garbage and shattered glass were scattered everywhere beneath their feet, crunching as they stepped on them.
Occasionally.