Yang Yong activated the Two-Yang God-Sealing Banner. It swelled and manifested in the air, swallowing almost all the eerie energy that had been blasted into black mist in a single gulp.
Suddenly.
Yang Yong felt a weight against him, along with a soft touch.
He turned his head and discovered that after unleashing that slash, Wang Ying had lost consciousness and was falling toward him.
Even unconscious, she still gripped that blade tightly.
Yang Yong quickly reached out and caught Wang Ying, keeping her from being thrown off the speeding Farm Vehicle.
The vehicle raced onward, and Mang Dabiao cut a journey of over ten minutes down to eight.
Before the might of Wang Ying's slash had fully faded, while the eerie entities still dared not approach to block their way, the Farm Vehicle finally burst out of Yangcheng.
At that moment, the Survival Convoy's vehicles up ahead were also creeping forward at a snail's pace.
The instant the Farm Vehicle emerged from the city, exuberant cheers erupted throughout the convoy.
They had made it out!
They had finally made it out!
Even Lao Zhang, the convoy supervisor, could not help brimming with tears of excitement.
Let alone the other survivors in the convoy.
They had thought.
The entire convoy would be wiped out tonight, yet against all expectations, they had found a way out of certain death.
The Transcendents had broken out of the city!
Tonight might be as difficult as last night, but at least they had hope.
The convoy was just about to stop.
But Yang Yong's vehicle suddenly shot straight past, showing no intention of slowing down.
Seeing how slowly the convoy reacted.
Yang Yong's expression changed sharply, and he roared sternly.
"Don't stop! Follow us!"
The Farm Vehicle's engine roared as its speed soared.
That