The Chimera Tribe took a detour northwest to the Mirror Mountain Ghost Domain World, a journey of more than five hundred miles.
Since they were all on horseback, with more than one horse each, they covered three hundred miles in a whole day, leaving only two hundred miles to their destination.
After dark, Lanling ordered them to set up camp in a dense forest and establish defenses.
No one lit a fire; they simply ate jerky and flatbread in the darkness.
Though everyone was quiet, the over one thousand Foreign Tribe Army members were immersed in excitement and anticipation, whispering among themselves.
After being oppressed for so many years, they were finally going to be free, finally going to have their own tribe.
"As long as I can be my own master, have my own tribe, and not be bullied, even if I die within ten days or half a month, I am willing."
The words of one Foreign Tribe Army brother resonated with everyone.
