The Appearance of the Foreign Races

"Hmph! We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I'd like to see what kind of tricks the foreign races can come up with!"

Li Xiang took a deep breath and a cold look flashed across his eyes.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The Mountain-chasing Whip lashed the ground, and the ripples on the ground became even more intense, quickly pushing Honeysuckle City forward.

After passing through the poisonous fog, there was no other obstruction.

Countless fierce beasts sensed the aura of the Divine City, the pulse of the earth, and the aura of the Vermillion Bird Army Group. They instinctively began to flee in all directions, avoiding the path of the Divine City's migration.

Unknowingly, the sky had begun to turn dark.

The light began to dim, and darkness gradually enveloped the land.