A few days passed.
The Major Event in Tower City had already reached Cold City, throwing the entire city into terror, including two experts from the Guangming Society.
Many residents who had originally fled Tower City had not even rested for a few days before packing up their valuables again, preparing to flee into the Central Land.
The Northern Territory was no longer safe. If things continued like this, they would probably be turned into cannon fodder.
Putting aside what was happening in the city.
Jiang Qiao, the man who had caused all this, was walking alone along the road to another small city. From time to time, he stopped to look around and admire the scenery along the way, clearly in an excellent mood.
There was still some time before Fishbone Temple opened, and the top experts had yet to gather.
Taking advantage of this time, he explored Golden Rooster Mountain through the bronze basin, though he had yet to achieve anything.
On the other hand, he wandered across the Northern Territory, observing its scenery and evil creatures, which were completely different from those in the Central Land.
"There don't seem to be many Vicious Ghosts in the Northern Territory. It's mostly Mutated Animals."
Jiang Qiao carried a two-meter-long giant centipede with a human face in his hand, occasionally swinging it around as if playing with some novel toy.
Then he tore the centipede into several pieces and tossed them by the roadside. He casually picked up a one-foot-long blue sandworm from the ground.
After Jiang Qiao touched it, the sandworm's writhing body shrank in fright until it became a lump of flesh about the size of a golf ball. This struck Jiang Qiao as extremely novel, and he accidentally used too much force.
Pfft!
The sandworm burst.
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