They were just two ordinary survivors, yet now they had suddenly become his equals—or even his superiors.
But there was nothing he could do.
He was the weakest of the three, so he had no choice but to bow his head.
Facing beings more powerful than yourself required humility. This was the law of survival in this world. As for those who were too stubborn, their corpses were long lost.
...
Gloomy, leaden clouds hung low, like a curtain covering the heavens and the earth.
Suddenly, a straight white line tore through the curtain like a pair of scissors, splitting it in two.
Hu Qi sat cross-legged within the white light, speeding toward a certain direction.
Behind him, the Rotten Leaf Gathering Place vanished in the blink of an eye.
His gaze fell upon the Gobi Desert rapidly flashing by below him as the layout of this world surfaced in his mind.
There were countless gathering places in this world, dotting the land like stars in the sky.
