The sound of the wind constantly swept past behind him, his clothes fluttering and rolling.
The massive black ruler in Iron Asura's hand was almost deformed by his grip.
He sprinted furiously.
The houses on either side of Hushan Town were quickly left behind him.
The flow of people and horses on the official road also became increasingly sparse as the distance extended.
Suddenly, he turned sharply to the left, rushed off the official road, and dashed into the vast endless grassland.
The plain of withered yellow grass blades, with only groups of antelopes and elk leisurely strolling with their heads down.
The waist-high weeds swayed in the wind, creating waves after waves.
Iron Asura sprinted, continually smashing paths through the weeds.
'Jade Void Palace...!! This bunch at the Great Dao Teaching never truly split! They deceived everyone outside!'
Iron Asura came from that era.
