C324 undercurrent surge

The next day, the sun rose high in the sky.

The majestic mountain once again radiated with life. Green plants were swaying on the ground, and the air was especially sweet.

After a night of cold wind and the dawn, the smell of blood in the air was completely dispersed.

Last night, due to exhaustion, Tang Rou rested for six hours on a clean patch of grass.

Outside the stronghold's gate