Xiao Zheng had no idea that his predicament had made Long Qie and others extremely worried.
Nor did he know that Long Qie and others were actually seeking help from Hades.
After leaving the small town, Xiao Zheng headed straight for the Filo River.
By noon that day, he had arrived at the banks of the Filo River.
Here, there was only a wide asphalt road; on the right side lay rolling mountains and primeval forests, while the left side had a continuously flowing river. Mist lingered in the dense forest, and the sound of water was pleasant and enchanting, creating a picture-perfect paradise.
However, it wouldn't take long before this place became a battlefield.
Hidden in the forest, Xiao Zheng sat cross-legged, began to cultivate, and prepared to maintain his battle state at its peak at all times.
Time passed quietly, bit by bit.
By two in the afternoon, a convoy stretching a hundred meters appeared on the highway.
