The scorching heat wave lingered on, leaving Pudas slumped next to the massive pit where Jiutong Mountain once stood, his mind in a daze.
Due to the Heavenly God's strike, the surrounding demon beasts were scared out of their wits, retreating one after another, instinctively knowing that staying would mean death.
Lu Hong heaved a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, we escaped in time."
Indeed, how could they have survived a strike from the Heavenly God?
"What should we do now?" Pudas broke the silence.
"Return to City 022, and tell your father what happened to see what he has planned."
"Okay!"
Since they were with Pudas, their return journey was not smooth, taking more than ten times the duration it would have taken if Lu Hong had traveled alone.
Meanwhile, radiating from Jiutong Mountain, over a dozen cities received reports from top experts who had narrowly escaped the beast tide.
A message spread throughout the cities.
