Bab 771: Entering the city

The combat troops of Stronghold 176 on the mountainside stopped their pursuit as well. The soldiers looked up in horror and saw the vortex moving rapidly towards Mt. Zhuolu.

It started raining all of a sudden. As the rain turned heavier, the sand and stones on the mountain were washed away by the sudden storm and gradually formed into several small streams. Following, the small streams converged into a torrent as a surge of silt and stones started washing downhill.

Bulan Zir roared, "Quick, run up the mountain ridge. We'll die here if we don't get away now!"

Bulan Zir and Kirghiz Yan were even feeling a little terrified. They imagined the storm was definitely related to that young man. The kid really possessed the power of gods. It was no wonder many of the nomads had claimed he was a god who had descended into this world!

In the past, Bulan Zir did not believe in gods at all. But now he believed it without a doubt!