By afternoon, a ray of golden sunlight slipped through the gaps in the dense dark clouds like a petty thief, then vanished in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yang looked up at the sight, deep in thought.
It had been a full forty-two days since he had led his team away from Spring Return City. They had not encountered many attacks during that time. In fact, it was difficult even to find a single demon.
But this was abnormal. That dead Heavenly God would definitely return. This world had originally been its backyard, and it knew every arrangement here by heart. Even if nine-tenths of those arrangements had been destroyed, as long as one or two-tenths could still be activated, not only would Qingfengzi have a headache, Zhang Yang would have an even worse one.
Therefore, Qingfengzi had tried to control and tame the Boar Demonkin, while Zhang Yang led his team wandering aimlessly across the world. They had no particular target, but every suspicious place was their target.
"My lord, we've discovered another ruin beneath a great rift."
A Destroyer Captain came to Zhang Yang's side and reported. They were the best scouts available. Zhang Yang's team traveled only five hundred li a day, but the Destroyer Captains had to search every corner within a radius of three thousand li each day.
Thus, they discovered some ruins every day. They were cities or immortal sects from before the disaster. Zhang Yang had investigated them one by one, but apart from obtaining some resources, he had found none of the results he wanted.
"Let's go take a look!"
Before his voice had even faded, the sword on Zhang Yang's back automatically flew from its sheath. Sword light danced as he crossed more than ten li in an instant. Although