"Is the situation serious?"
Above the Heart of Cloud.
The pitch-black Rift Ship floated there.
Su Ping slightly furrowed his brow and asked.
Leng Ye waved his hand: "In such matters, there's no 'serious' or 'not serious.' The Frontier Defense Legion cannot gamble with the safety of the nation and ordinary Beastmaster civilians! Alright, you go back now! An Yong, let's go!"
Indeed, Leng Ye and Old Father, as members of the Northern Border Legion, couldn't stay away for long.
Staying in Linzhou for ten days now has already been quite good.
The reason for the hurry to leave is largely because, reportedly, beyond Beiyuan Province, there is a large assembly of undead pet beasts, with a high possibility of a death spirit tide occurring.
It's uncertain if it has any connection with the Heavenly Tomb beyond Beiyuan.
Su Ping was worried, but the beast tide is no laughing matter, and he couldn't possibly change anything with personal power.
