The boundless plain stretched as far as the eye could see, filled with nothing but monotonous black that set off the slightly dim sky. An oppressive, irritating atmosphere hung over the plain. In such a strange place, it was no wonder such chaotic rules had taken root.
On the silent plain, a black figure suddenly shot over from the distance. The figure moved with astonishing speed, seeming to teleport with every flicker, yet every time it landed, a muffled thunderclap rang out. The blasts spread across the plain in ripples before gradually fading away.
While running at full speed, the figure slightly raised her head, revealing a delicate young face. It was Xiao Yi Xian, who had traveled a thousand miles in haste while wearing Xiao Yan's appearance. At that moment, she frowned at the empty plain and muttered, "This damned place is truly suffocating. But why can't I find that Dou Qi fluctuation anymore?"
"I clearly sensed it just now. Where did they go?"
Xiao Yi Xian continued onward. At last, a small black dot faintly appeared in her field of vision. As she drew closer, it gradually grew larger, and scattered white tents came into view. It turned out to be a small tribe.
Seeing the tents and hearing faint human voices coming from within, Xiao Yi Xian breathed a sigh of relief. She tapped the ground with her toes, turning into a streak of shadow as she dashed toward the small tribe like lightning.
After racing forward for several minutes, the tribe finally came fully into Xiao Yi Xian's view. She gradually slowed down and walked toward its entrance.
From this close distance, Xiao Yi Xian swept her gaze around and discovered that the tribe was not small at all. There were nearly a hundred tents of