In the ruins of the secluded alley, the aftershocks of the battle and the aura of the Earthly Fiend Golden Flame that incinerated everything had long since dissipated. Only charred earth and a few wisps of faint ash remained, bearing witness to the brief but intense struggle that had occurred not long ago. Fang Hao's figure had already vanished without a trace.
He did not immediately flee far out of the city as he had previously planned. After killing those three trackers and quickly cleaning up the scene, he did not choose the nearest city gate to leave. Instead, his body twisted like a specter, and he stealthily headed toward an old residential area within Tiangong City that was more complex and relatively crowded.
