The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten at dawn, Feng Moxi rode her Black Panther and slipped silently out of the city gates.
Seeing no one around, she then took out Su Qingyun's Jeep and sped toward Cang City.
Once on the highway, Feng Moxi tossed the reluctant-looking Black Panther into her dimensional space and drove on alone at high speed.
Wrecked cars lined both sides of the highway, tilted over and forming a continuous, dilapidated dragon of scrap metal.
The highway was in even worse condition than in other areas.
As she got closer to Cang City, a faint, gray-black aura began to suffuse the sky, growing thicker the nearer she came.
The few monsters roaming the road also had unusually quick reflexes.
As her vehicle roared past, they would lash out with their sharp claws, screeching.
Inevitably, they left long scratches on the car's body, the sound grating on the ears.
By now, Feng Moxi's Divine Sense could extend three hundred meters out.
