General Ling immediately dismounted and was about to rush towards Bao Xing's location when his trusted aide quickly held him back.
"General, look overhead—" General Ling focused his gaze and indeed, numerous black creatures were approaching from all directions.
The man's eyes were cold, unafraid, but somewhat puzzled at how these strange beings had suddenly appeared. In his memory, such creatures did not exist on the Northern Border, and this was his first encounter with them.
Although General Ling knew that the arrival of the disciples from Qiandao Temple at the Northern Border signified no small matter, these monsters were largely linked to them.
Seeing so many of his brothers dead, General Ling naturally did not have a favorable impression of Qiandao Temple, but now was not the time to pursue these issues—his priority was to get his people out.
