Ten days later.
The convoy slowly moved forward. The guards were scattered in all directions, and there were two groups of people patrolling in the forest.
Yesterday, they had been attacked by three "Mutated Spirit Beasts", which made everyone in the convoy panic. All of this was to prevent this from happening again.
"I still can't figure it out." Rong Ziyi held his chin with one hand and shook his head. His brows were tightly knitted. "At that time, we clearly didn't feel anything, but those three enormous spirit beasts suddenly appeared?
"I don't think that my spiritual sense has been so stupid. There's definitely something fishy about it."
Lin Bai rode his horse and stood side by side with Rong Ziyi. He nodded slightly. "I didn't feel it at that time either."
Although Little Red was patrolling along the border of the Black Cloud Stronghold, Lin Bai had lost a pair of eyes that overlooked the earth from high up in the sky.