Luowasha, Eastern District, Desert Highway.
An old and worn-out heavy pickup truck sped across the sandy ground, packed with a group of young people curiously looking around.
Cigarette ash occasionally drifted out of the window. The driver, a scar-faced man with a scraggly beard, held the steering wheel with one hand while smoking with the other resting outside the window.
"— What the hell? What's happening? It's daylight!"
A round brown head poked out, seeing the distant rising light and fire.
"Brother Wang, get your head back in! Don't get hit!" Chen Yuhang quickly pulled the curious Wang Xingkong back into the car.
The escort team heading to the Central State had smoothly passed several teleportation formations and defenses on their way, only for the sky to darken while the sky grew brighter. Even from a distance from the city, Wang Xingkong spotted a giant eye.
Si Nian glanced over, lighting a cigarette languidly: "Why panic? When immortals fight, the fire won't reach us."
