Chapter 5227 Fallen Immortal Valley
- Flaxseed sucked air through his teeth and growled, “This pace will kill us. Nine Serpent Mountain commands too many blades, keep bleeding power like this, and they’ll grind us into dust before nightfall.”
- Jared wiped a smear of ash from his cheek, mind racing. They needed a place to vanish, replenish their strength, and resume the search for the Flaxseed clan’s killers before the mountain’s hunters boxed them in.
- Through the ragged vapor ahead, a yawning canyon mouth emerged, its entrance wreathed in cloud like a gateway to myth. Shattered pavilions and toppled columns clung to the cliffs, hinting at an empire swallowed by time and silence.