Just as he walked into the mist on the mountainside, Ning Que heard the sudden rush of horses galloping as tirelessly as rainfall behind him!
Along with the gallop, those fearful memories that lay deep in his heart all these years suddenly recaptured him, which then uncontrollably inundated him and occupied his entire body in an instant, making it extremely stiff.
He bit his tongue to shake off the fear with his extremely strong willpower, then slowly turned around to look at those behind him.
The mountain path in the dense twilight had somehow disappeared, and even those clouds had gone elsewhere. What he saw was just a magnificent city standing between heaven and earth, its huge shadow cut off the official road to the north.
On the road, ten cavalrymen in black armor were galloping towards him as fiercely as thunder. The surface of the official road resonated with their approach, as all the travelers sought to make way for them.