The rain that had gathered in the sky for so long finally began to fall, a steady, dreary drizzle.
The group had already reached the depths of Shuzhong.
The ground underfoot was growing slippery.
Rain was hardly good news for them.
They had traveled far beyond the developed areas. Following a mountain road and finding a path through the mountains required entirely different levels of exertion.
Not to mention the risk of falling off the mountain trail at any moment.
Everyone except Mr. Luo was panting to some degree. When he said they had arrived, Black Vajra stopped too.
His eyes swept back and forth across the surroundings.
Nothing suggested they had arrived anywhere.
A dense forest lay ahead, with no path in sight. Drizzle drifted down from the sky, daylight dimmed, and a chill wind sprang up.
At the sight of this scene,
For some reason, Black Vajra caught a whiff of something ominous.
Irritation stirred in his chest.
"We found it."
Mr. Luo repeated himself. Holding the Tianpeng Ruler, he waved it ahead, and everyone saw it distort within the curtain of rain before them.
Watching this miraculous sight, John reached out toward it and saw his own hand warp too.
"This is incredible."
As he spoke, Mr. Luo put away his Tianpeng Ruler and turned his head. "All right, Black Vajra. This is as far as I lead.
"It's time to have your men scout ahead."
As he spoke, the two burly men following Mr. Luo openly pulled out the firearms they had carried on their backs.
No one knew when this mountain trail had been built. At first, there had still been stone steps laid by the locals.
Here, there were only earthen steps wide enough for two people.
Mr. Luo and the members of the