I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

The stone walls surrounding the altar were piled high with supplies that had been delivered in batches along the new road.

Usar glanced at the swaying figures of those providing power on the outer edge.

He suddenly clenched his palm, gathering all the deep purple light, while the dark gold bone patterns on his chest remained as bright as ever.

If the intelligence results are true, then this batch of hidden reserves will soon come in handy.

Fighting far from the temple, the biggest fear after a tough battle is exhaustion and being unable to replenish what has been lost.

So as soon as he took office, he personally changed the energy supply route here.

As long as the altar remains intact and the reserves are still available, even if he suffers heavy losses on the battlefield, he will have a place to replenish his strength and can last longer than the enemy who has come from afar.

That human who could defeat a tenth-level human when he was at the ninth level was definitely worth making full preparations for.

"Commander."

At the top of the stairs, a guard strode over and bowed to report.

"The two teams of scouts accompanying the goods have already set off, and another team has also gone to find the person outside the city to pick up the goods."

Usar slowly released his hand from the altar.

The twelve dependents on the outer circle, who were almost drained of their energy, felt as if they had been granted a pardon and immediately slowed down the flow of power.

The tense shoulders and backs of several people visibly relaxed considerably, and they were panting heavily.

"Give the order: only memorize the route; once the target is spotted, absolutely no one is allowed to launch an ambush!"

The guard looked up.

"What if we follow too closely and they discover us first?"

"If you can leave, then leave. Send the message back first." Usar's tone was completely indifferent.

He turned around and took one last look at the floating, dark blue crystal core.

He hadn't personally witnessed the battle where the Abyss's remains were taken, nor did he know how many trump cards that human race still held.

But now, the footage has actually been delivered to our hands.

The Seventh Temple's death order has also reached this wasteland.

The human race's hidden trade routes must be thoroughly uncovered.

He must defend this forward stone hall, which serves as a resting place for scouts and a path for those in the rear!

At this moment, outside the stone hall.

A convoy carrying a large quantity of ordinary ore is slowly driving into the windswept wasteland.

The captain in charge lifted an old animal hide and covered one corner of the cargo box.

The chip used to imprint intelligence images was completely concealed in the bottom compartment.

The wheels crushed the bones, and the caravan continued its journey along the northern trade route.

Their final destination was the plateau where the humans would receive the goods.

At the back of the group, a young guide with a youthful face was huddled among a pile of rough stones.

He clutched the old road sign left by his family tightly in his hand.

Just yesterday, his uncle, who had stood up for him to negotiate the price, was forcibly detained at the outpost.

Can the person be brought back intact?

They were counting on him to memorize as many useful hidden landmarks as possible during this trip.

"Snapped!"

A tattered merchandise book was casually tossed into his arms by the team leader.

"Listen carefully, when you see the humans, tell them that we still have some materials and want to exchange them for some crystals to repair the furnace."

The captain lowered his voice, his eyes fierce.

"Whoever picks up the goods, and where they go afterward, you'd better find a way to follow them everywhere you go!"

The young guide looked up; the valley ahead seemed bottomless. He felt a chill, but still mustered the courage to ask a question.

"What if they just let the goods park outside?"

"Then let's use our brains and figure out a way to hitch a ride with them on their next trip!"

The team leader suddenly turned his head and stared intently into his eyes.

"Don't forget, your uncle is still tied up at the outpost waiting for you."

Director Xiang froze, silently tucking the old road sign into his arms.

His lips twitched violently a few times, but he ultimately did not beg for mercy again.

The wheels rolled heavily over the frozen wasteland, leaving a long, gray-white trail on the ground.

The sandstorms have intensified.

And ahead, the secret trade route belonging to the human race is gradually approaching.

Two days later.

An unfamiliar caravan stopped outside the human settlement's border crossing.

Several large trucks were loaded with grayish-white ore blocks. The cargo labels were stamped with marks from the road and covered in dust.

The leader waited outside the plateau for half a day.

The humans never allowed it to pass.

He turned and waved, signaling the young guide to carry a sample piece and walk up the slope alone.

"Let's keep a sample first."

The guide handed out a stone.

The guard took the stone and weighed it in his hand. He pointed into the distance:

"Blackrock City has an inspection facility. Go there."

"It's too roundabout. Could we borrow your car to take us there?" the guide quickly replied. "We'll pay for the transportation."

"The bus does not pick up outside passengers."

The guard's tone was cold and hard.

Helpless, the guide could only retreat back down the slope empty-handed.

The leader stood beside a high rock.

His gaze passed over the guards and fixed intently on the distant mountain pass.

A fleet of material transport trucks just left from there.

Dust still lingered in the air beside the ruts.

He called the two men over in a low voice.

Two figures quickly broke away from the convoy and followed the tire tracks into the valley.

On the high slope, the human guards put away the communication tokens.

He glanced at their retreating figures but didn't chase after them.

This is the second group of strangers to explore the area today.

Lu Changfeng changed his itinerary after receiving the goods yesterday.

The material transport vehicles will be regrouped outside the mountain and first head to the station on the old mining road.

To enter the first city, they had to take a different, secret route. Even if these spies lost their legs, they wouldn't be able to find the city gate.

High on the mountain ridge, Shen Tian was looking down at the valley floor.

Two figures weaved through the rocks, always staying close to the tracks they had just left behind, without going anywhere else.

Shen Tian didn't take Huo Ting's previous words as mere idle chatter.

Lu Changfeng had also checked recent records and found that there were indeed people on the south side inquiring about the human race.

This ore-collecting team is now bypassing the inspection institute and heading straight for the plateau.

Selling materials is acceptable.

But if you sneak up to someone's doorstep, you have to make your intentions clear.

At the mouth of the valley, the two trackers stopped.

They watched the material delivery truck turn into the station, their eyes filled with hesitation.

One of them pulled a dark-colored chip from his pocket.

He was about to exert force with his fingertips.

A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"We've been following you all this way. Have you seen enough?"

Shen Tian stood behind the two. His long crimson hair fluttered slightly in the valley breeze, and his eyes were icy.

The chip froze in mid-air. The two of them suddenly felt the surrounding space sink!

The immense pressure of the space weighed on their shoulders and backs, causing their internal strength to stagnate. Even turning their heads was difficult, yet they stiffly turned their faces back.

Upon seeing Shen Tian's face, the follower holding the chip's pupils constricted sharply. Extreme terror instantly surged in his eyes!

He recognizes me!

Shen Tian's gaze darkened, and a murderous intent arose within him.

The distant valley wall exploded with a deafening roar at that moment!

A dark purple figure burst through the rubble and charged out.

That was the leader of the caravan, unleashing his early-stage tenth-tier aura without reservation.

A pale white bone blade shot out from his right arm, sweeping across the valley entrance.

The raging power of the abyss whipped up a shower of rocks, heading straight for Shen Tian's back!

A dark purple light flashed intensely on the bone blade. In the blink of an eye, the deadly edge was already close to Shen Tian's neck.

Shen Tian didn't even turn his head.

A heavy, dark gold battle shield appeared out of thin air.

With a dull whistle, it crashed headlong into the bone blade!

"boom!"

The blinding purple light was forcibly torn in two and poured wildly towards both sides of the shield.

The valley walls, hundreds of meters in diameter, could not withstand the aftershocks and collapsed one after another.

The leader let out a muffled groan. His thick arm bones trembled violently, and the bone blade was bounced high into the air by the battle shield.

Before he could regain his footing, a heavy sword the size of a door slammed down from above, blocking out the sunlight in front of him!

"Ah!" the leader roared.

He frantically activated his source energy, creating a thick ring of dark purple protective light.

The heavy sword, carrying immense force, slammed into the light barrier.

Crack! The protective light cracked layer by layer, and the heavy sword pressed down on the shattered light, smashing through the last layer of defense.

The leader was smashed into the bottom of the valley.

The rock strata at the bottom of the valley were sunken, and the rubble at the edge of the pit was squeezed upwards, colliding with each other and making a crackling sound.

Dust filled the air. Two terrified trackers collapsed to the ground.

Shen Tian casually opened the barrier, sealing the two of them firmly in place, and turned to walk towards the deep pit.

At the bottom of the pit, the Abyss Servant's legs were broken and twisted. His breastplate was riddled with a horrific crater from the heavy sword, a mangled mess of flesh.

He gritted his teeth and desperately urged his vital energy to flow towards his wound.

The broken leg bone moved closer to the wound, and new flesh began to grow from the break. He wanted to reconnect his body before Shen Tian got close.

Shen Tian's gaze was indifferent as he casually waved his hand.

A crimson force shot out like a spear, piercing through his shoulder and back with a "thud".

Blood spurted out. The family members were pinned to the rock at the bottom of the pit, screaming in agony.

Shen Tian stopped and halted his advance. He left the prisoner alive.