Ten days later, the journey from Heaven Dou City to Spirit City was already halfway complete.
The trip had indeed gone as smoothly as Tang Chuan and the others had expected.
That was hardly surprising. After all, they had five hundred Royal Knights escorting them. Such treatment was comparable to the travels of imperial relatives and nobles. Wherever they went, they naturally received the highest-standard reception, and any potential trouble was cleared away in advance.
However, perhaps because some unseen fate was controlling things, on the eleventh day, an accident arrived.
This was a small road that veered away from the Official Road, lying between two low hills. Passing through here could save the party several dozen li of travel.
Just as the party had advanced halfway through, waves of cold, sinister aura rose without the slightest concealment from the mountains on both sides of the canyon path.
Sitting inside the carriage, Tang Chuan stuck his head out of the window. Purple fluorescence flickered in his eyes as he swiftly locked onto the Black Feather Ravens perched one after another on the cliff walls of the hills on either side.
"Are these... Soul Beasts?" Tai Long muttered as he also stuck his head out and saw the ravens.
Jing Ling tilted his head, studied the Black Feather Ravens with crimson eyes, rubbed his chin, and said, "Doesn't look like it~"
Just then, a gust of wind swept through. Dust and sand flew inside the canyon, and red maple leaves drifted into the party.
"Reporting to the captain, everything is normal—!"
At the very front of the party, Royal Knights squad captain Shu Yun heard his subordinate's report. He reached out and caught a fluttering red maple leaf, his brows tightly furrowed.
The next second, Shu Yun seemed to sense something.