At the foot of the old capital of Feng Country, the terrifying power of the explosion created by Zutao shook the entire mountain violently. Numerous wooden and stone structures of the Feng Country residents collapsed, and the earthquake survivors, while fleeing for their lives, were terrified, wondering what had happened beneath the mountain.
However, the instigators of this situation did not care. They were all carefully investigating the survival status of the hunting target this time.
"I can't detect any signs of life. That person should be dead."
On a hillside near the old capital, a woman wearing a wreath of green leaves had faint green light radiating from her eyes. She looked at the explosion center still shrouded in a cloud of dust in the distance and voiced her judgment.
"Ah Jin, how about you? Can your Perspective Lens see the specifics?"
