Half a month later…
A thunderous sound of horses' hooves was heard. It was followed by hundreds of horse-riders who galloped over while raising layers of smoke and dust in their wake. Then, they stopped in front of a large city.
These people were Shi Mu and his group members. They had rushed here without taking breaks. They had done so since they had received the transfer order from the Dark Moon Cult's headquarters. And, they had finally arrived at the destination of this trip.
The large city in front of them was the Capital City of the ancient Xixia Country — the Quyang City.
Everyone had a look of exhaustion on their faces at this moment. Even the horses under them were constantly gasping for breath.
Shi Mu stood at the periphery of this crowd. His horse was also very tired… so much so that white foam was seeping out of its body, and its body was trembling slightly.