Beyond Canyon Pass lay an open grassland strewn with corpses.
At some point, a white mist had risen again, gathering toward the center from both sides and slowly dividing the grassland in two.
This was the sign that Qingliang Prefecture was about to "close." Once the mist shut completely, the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty would no longer connect to this place, and they would become two independent Star Gate spaces.
The imperial study, in the palace of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Emperor Jing sat upright on his dragon throne, staring sharply at the projected image, trying to see everything happening inside Canyon Pass. But as the mist slowly closed, it gradually blocked his view, leaving him able to see only a corner of the grassland.
"...Can you bring my view any closer?" Emperor Jing asked the Imperial Preceptor urgently.
"Your Majesty, I cannot. The mist is the barrier of the Small Secret Realm. I cannot see through it," the Imperial Preceptor replied, shaking his head.
Emperor Jing unconsciously rubbed his palms together. His throat felt parched, and he could neither sit nor stand at ease.
Inside Canyon Pass.
Of the three thousand Supernatural Ability Users recruited by the Imperial Court, only a little over twenty-one hundred remained.
They had come quickly and fled just as quickly. In barely half a quarter-hour, they had all reached this place.
When these Chaos Faction players accepted the Great Qian Dynasty's mission, the Star Gate had warned them that failure would bring extremely severe punishment.
But even the harshest punishment was better than dying. Right now, as long as they escaped back into the Great Qian Dynasty's territory before the mist closed, they would be safe.
Outside the ancient road, a little farther back, Coachman and Scholar were also sprinting together.