At the foot of the mountain, a bedraggled group suddenly emerged from the woods.
Every one of them was dressed in rags and terribly weak, like a band of savages.
They were none other than the Divine Might Army, who had been ordered to enter the wasteland and investigate the changes in the Black Tide.
"We've finally reached the edge of the wasteland. We've finally made it to Moyun City. We survived!"
The Divine Might Army was the elite of the elite among the Wuliang Sword Sect, and they had always been unbearably proud.
But their recent trip into the wasteland had utterly broken their spirits.
The wasteland had shaken, and the strange creatures had gone berserk. Countless immensely powerful creatures had emerged from deeper within the wasteland, forming a tide of monsters. By chance, this tide had run into the Divine Might Army, who were investigating deep in the wasteland.
At first, the Divine Might Army had shown off their might, killing one strange creature after another. But before long, they encountered an exceptionally powerful monster.
With a single move, that monster had killed nearly a hundred members of the Divine Might Army, wiping out most of them. Terrified, Xu Wudi, the Wuliang Sword Sect's Sword Heir, had refused to keep fighting it and immediately fled toward the wasteland's outskirts with the remaining troops.
Along the way, they had been ambushed countless times. A considerable number of the Divine Might Army had met their end in the wasteland and never made it out.
By now, only a dozen or so soldiers remained gathered around Xu Wudi.
Rumble!
Rumble!
But before the members of the Divine Might Army could celebrate any further, they reached the outskirts of the wasteland, on the verge of arriving at Moyun City—and a blazing mass