Deep in the mountains, several dozen li from the Frost Race's base.
This was the first stop along the Frost Race's escape route.
With Nether God and Han Yue arriving last, everyone from the Frost Race had now left the base.
During this escape, Frost God did not even dare send out scouts.
The scouts he had previously dispatched to the Nether Race had also received orders to hide where they were and suspend all message transmissions.
That was to prevent Nether God from discovering them and following their trail here.
This showed just how wary Frost God had become of the battle puppet after their previous clash had left him wounded once more.
After getting everyone settled, Frost God searched around and discovered that Han Yi was sitting alone on a tree branch, gazing toward the direction they had come from.
Seeing her expression, Frost God knew that Han Yi was definitely worried about Jiang Liu.
She was afraid he might happen to come to the Frost Race and encounter Nether God.
"Don't worry! Even if that boy Jiang Liu runs into Nether God, he should have a way to escape." Frost God flew to Han Yi's side and comforted her.
Han Yi nodded, but the worry on her face remained.
Frost God sighed and said nothing more before returning to his tent.
Although the entire Frost Race had now fled their original base,
with so many people traveling together, they would inevitably leave behind traces. Nether God would surely track them here before long.
What was more, Han Luo, who was familiar with the Frost Race, was leading the pursuit. That made the possibility even greater.
Therefore, he had to make arrangements as soon as possible.
Besides, he did not want to keep fleeing forever. He would rather