In order to quickly distance themselves from the pursuing insect swarm, those fleeing from Shilin Mountain Castle chose the flattest route with the fewest obstacles, which led directly toward the desolate southern plains.
More than thirty horse-drawn carriages dashed along the road, with several spellcasting Transcendents standing on the rear carriages, occasionally casting explosive fireballs to deter the insect swarm that flew like a black fog in the sky.
At high speed, many of the horses pulling the carriage foamed at the mouth, their necks chafed into bloody wounds, yet even so, the drivers dared not stop them, only whipping them incessantly, glancing around anxiously and nervously.
