After nightfall.
Tiger Lian Mountain was short on manpower. Though it had a firm grip on every gate of Ninggu City, the city was actually full of holes.
Against someone determined.
Especially a Special Ability User.
Sneaking in and out of Ninggu City was not difficult.
Just like now.
Jiang Qiao followed behind Liao Tieshan's group, keeping several hundred meters between them as he leisurely left the city.
With his strength.
As long as he did not want to expose himself.
The people ahead would basically never notice him.
After leaving the city, the road gradually became rougher.
The farmland on both sides of the official road had gone untended for some time. Weeds grew wildly, while the crops themselves looked listless.
In an era of constant war.
With the crops ruined like this, quite a few people would likely starve to death afterward.
After walking farther ahead, even the official road disappeared, leaving only a dirt path half-covered by weeds, winding toward a low-lying slope.
They had not walked long.
Before they reached the Mass Grave.
The Mass Grave covered a considerable area. As far as the eye could see, grave mounds of all sizes lay scattered across the slope at uneven heights.
Some graves had already collapsed, exposing the rotten coffin boards within.
Others were completely covered in weeds, leaving behind only faintly raised mounds of dirt. Without looking carefully, one could not tell whether they were graves or ordinary piles of earth.
The wind swept through the dead grass.
Several clusters of ghostly flames drifted among the graves, flickering in and out like people carrying lanterns between the tombs.
The place looked utterly eerie.
At the edge of the Mass Grave, Jiang Qiao found an abandoned brick kiln. Though somewhat dilapidated, it had an excellent view and