Or perhaps the majority of the remnants were already within Qinggang City.
Leaping onto tall buildings, soaring through the sky, emitting dark light or exhaling vapors.
Countless attacks appeared once again, the sharp sounds were unsettling.
Feeling a heaviness in his heart, Chen Feng instructed the Holy Shield Giant to soar higher, attempting to peer further beyond the city.
However.
A vast expanse of blackness emerged, obscuring the earth and vegetation.
The black mist seemed to enshroud the entire world, with only the Holy Shield Giant erupting in golden light, vibrating its stone wings, and using bombardment punches to vanquish the surging tide of Black Tide creatures.
To this, Chen Feng showed no signs of joy.
Instead, he looked towards the black mist outside the city with a grave expression.
In the swirls of tumultuous movements.
