Su Ping's group passed through a forest that was as vast as an ocean; they went through a dozen battles along the way. Most of their opponents were unfortunate lone wolves that were taken down easily.
The young man who had golden wheels in his eyes and the Thousand Leaves Holy Lady took action when they met smaller groups with only a couple of members, finishing them off easily.
Beyond the forest was a desert.
Everybody marched on; they kept on looking for compatriots whenever their badges became hot.
Some were wounded, hiding in the depths of the sand; some had set up ambushes in teams of two or three.
All of them were shocked to meet Su Ping.
They didn't expect him to gather that many people in such a short time.
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Outside of the deep-space continent, at the edge of the palace—