"Such a thriving town, what a pity."
Master Wang glanced at the scenery outside, his eyes full of regret.
The fields were filled with rolling, vibrant greens, and various crops stood tall with abundant fruits.
However, no matter how beautiful the scenery or how prosperous the future, it would all be destroyed under the steps of the Evil God.
Only by fleeing south, further south, would there be a slim chance of survival amidst the flames of war.
"Let's go," Master Wang said, no longer lingering.
The north was almost entirely occupied. The only chance of survival was to head to the Ancient God Alliance and migrate south through them.
At least in the south, the majority of the ancestral land was still in the hands of the Ancient Gods.
...
Daylight came.
Outside the temple, Qi Qi took a deep breath: "Godfather, you scared me to death!"
Qi Qi looked at Qi Yuan hanging from the tree, dressed in a blood-red wedding dress. The horror in her eyes had not yet dissipated.