Countermeasures

“Ye Bai, tomorrow will be your death!”

With a low and sinister tone, Patriarch Luo uttered these words while looking at Luo Tian’s lifeless body.

His gaze once again turned dark and terrifying. A gust of mountain wind suddenly blew from the nearby mountain range, not far from the small hill.

Countless tall trees, eerie in their withered yellow color, were instantly reduced to flying ashes by the wind.

The air was filled with smoke and dust, and the earthy soil took on a faint reddish hue.

If someone were to arrive here at this moment, they would surely notice that the entire vicinity of the small hill had become eerily barren.

Even the original shrubs and trees had vanished, creating a stark and unsettling sight.

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After about an hour, Ye Bai returned to the inn with Elder Shuiyue and Elder Qingyun.