Snow kept falling on the snowy peak, its thick accumulation blanketing the entire mountain.
A faint tremor ran through the peak, shaking the snow off a mound.
Fang Mo's figure emerged. His eyes opened, sharp light flashing through them like lightning. His tremendous blood and vitality roared, making even the falling snow above the summit briefly stall. After three days of cultivation, not only had his injuries healed completely, but his cultivation had advanced again.
Such was the overwhelming power of the savage ancient true body. Combined with the ancient beast's innate gifts, it allowed him to recover from injuries and replenish his primal energy at astonishing speeds.
He remained seated and reconnected to the reconnaissance devices he had deployed.
Fortunately, some of the devices had escaped destruction and were still working faithfully and diligently.
Images from Black Flame Fortress, Skyfire Fortress, and Earthflame Fortress came through again.
Fang Mo frowned slightly at the images. In just three days, all three fortresses had restored their defensive systems. Their Defense Shields were glowing again. Although many buildings inside had been destroyed, the fortresses had been cleared out and were now quite orderly.
Not only that, but large numbers of engineering mechs were carrying out repairs throughout the cities. More than half of the collapsed walls had been repaired, and many defensive cannons had been mounted on the ramparts again.
Black Flame Fortress was even busier. Starships took off and landed at frequent intervals, unloading vast quantities of supplies and personnel.
Transport aircraft periodically took off in organized formations, carrying mecha warriors toward the Black Flame Mountain Range under fighter escort.
"What's going on? Is the Mechanical Empire planning to sweep the Black Flame Mountain Range clean?"
Confusion flashed in Fang Mo's eyes. With the three fortresses freshly breached and the Third