Yang Yong sucked in a sharp breath.
"So... Konghai originally had a chance to leave this Apocalypse."
"But now, he has no hope?"
Cao Xianming nodded.
Yang Yong turned the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring on his wrist, thinking carefully.
Could it be...
Now that Konghai had no hope left with the Buddhist Cultivator Society, was he planning to throw caution to the wind?
That... seemed very likely.
But after thinking about it for a while, he stopped.
Whatever happened to that group from the Buddhist Cultivator Society had nothing to do with him.
In fact...
Yang Yong would have loved to see those bastards die miserable deaths.
Next.
Yang Yong and Cao Xianming carefully discussed again whether the convoy should stay or leave.
Once Yang Yong lost his position as Deputy City Lord in the future, they would definitely have to find a way to leave.
Over the past few days, Yang Yong and Cao Xianming had also been thinking...
Even someone as powerful as Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen needed to find an opportunity to leave this Apocalypse.
That made it plain that this world had already fallen apart completely.
It was like a ship about to sink.
Everyone wanted to leave before that ship sank for good.
Gradually, Yang Yong and Cao Xianming shifted their focus from surviving in this damned Apocalypse to something else...
Gathering information about this world's forbidden powers.
Previously, even someone as powerful as Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen had needed the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe formed from Mechanical City to break through that net.
If people like them wanted to truly survive, they would inevitably have to take that same step in the end.
They had to seek higher-level power.
Only then could they break through the net in one fell swoop.
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