Red Blessing had just had one of its settlements wiped out. It could not possibly organize any meaningful retaliation in such a short time.
What exactly had Long Ya run into?
Yang Yong pushed his speed to the limit.
What he did not know was that this matter went back a day earlier.
Time rolled back one day.
A large patch of fog had abruptly appeared in that graveyard, instantly drawing the attention of others nearby.
Old Jiang Meng had chosen this graveyard specifically.
It had heavy yin energy and thick earth veins, making it ideal for setting up his concealing Feng Shui Formation.
Once the fog rose, everything within a hundred paces would be hidden. From outside, it looked like ordinary thick mountain fog, something no one would give a second glance.
But this was the Apocalypse.
People in the Apocalypse actually watched things more closely than people in peacetime.
Those still alive and moving, whether human or ghost, all kept their eyes fixed on one place...
Because the slightest disturbance could mean an opportunity, or a deadly calamity.
So the fog had only dispersed for a short while before someone noticed.
It was a coincidence, really.
Although the Holy Blessing Rescue Association had searched the surrounding area, its people had only searched aboveground, not below.
The place Old Jiang Meng had chosen happened to be right beside a convoy's base.
This convoy called itself the "Hundred Beasts Convoy."
Their base was underground.
The convoy's leader was called Leopard. He was a Transcendent of the Beastfolk Sequence himself, and fairly strong.
But one of his subordinates was even more remarkable. Also of the Beastfolk Sequence, he could turn into a pangolin.
That fellow could hollow out a small hill in a day. Digging out an underground base was child's