Getting to Bastard Slope was no easy matter. The place was hard to find, but getting to Carefree Plains was much easier, because Carefree Plains and Bitter Vegetable Manor were similar types of Unclear Land.
Upon reaching Carefree Plains, Li Banfeng saw quite a few DaoLao Ghosts out in the wilderness—some foraging, some fighting, some sleeping, some wandering about. Each went about their own business, looking no different from when Cui Tike had been there.
Was he overthinking it?
The Portable Abode opened its window. Zhao Xiaowan and Hong Ying were watching the scene outside through it, and neither of them noticed anything unusual.
Nothing happening on Carefree Plains did not mean nothing had happened on Sage Peak.
Li Banfeng was preparing to head for Bastard Slope when a blizzard rolled across the wasteland, suddenly blinding him. A cry came riding on the cold wind and reached his ears.
"Charge with me! Whoever chickens out dies!"
That voice sounded familiar.
Li Banfeng rubbed his eyes and followed the sound. Beneath a hill, he saw a man dressed in the battle robes of a Long Robe Martial Role, leading dozens of subordinates in a fierce fight against a Three-Headed Person.
Dozens against one, and they were still fighting this desperately?
The Three-Headed Person was not particularly tall, less than two meters by Li Banfeng's estimate, but his lower body was extraordinarily solid. He had four legs.
He held a spear in his left hand and an axe in his right. Judging from his moves, the two hands clearly followed entirely different styles.
Most likely, those two hands were not controlled by the same head either.
This one Three-Headed Person fought dozens of people without falling into the slightest disadvantage. On the other side, a group of dead souls were covered in