The Post Sky Tipping Era

He suffered a setback this time, so he'll remember the lesson for the future.

Li Yi had just taken a couple of steps.

The Red Gold Purple Feather Armor on his body, after continuously bearing the Demon King's Power, reached its limit. The grand array faded away, the Dao Artifact's brilliance extinguished, and it suddenly shattered, scattering into fragments on the ground.

Amidst the fragments, the red gold still shone brilliantly. If reforged, it could be used to craft new battle armor.

"Even a Red Gold Dao Artifact can't withstand the corrosion of the Demon King's Power for long?" Li Yi shook his head slightly and collected the red gold fragments from the ground.

Although it was somewhat regrettable to lose a Red Gold Dao Artifact, it wasn't a huge concern for him. After all, he still had several pieces of the Red Gold Treasure Armor at hand, and he could just replace it when one was destroyed.

Finding an abandoned, spacious building, Li Yi sat down and took out the Tianyi Palace, from which he swallowed a mouthful of Life Essence Qi.

His body, which appeared slightly fatigued after the great battle, was now rapidly recovering.

Then he performed the Heaven and Earth Qi Gathering Technique to gather all the cosmic energy from the surroundings.

Although the density of cosmic energy in this world wasn't very high, the world resembling a wasteland had no cultivators; hence, the cosmic energy in this area was more than enough for him alone.

As the energy gathered.

Energy brilliance flowed around Li Yi, and as he absorbed this energy, the mana his body consumed was rapidly replenished.

Time passed little by little.

By around two o'clock in the afternoon, a gunshot suddenly broke the silence of the city.

The sound stood out dramatically, startling the resting Li Yi.

"A gunshot?" Li Yi slowly opened his eyes.

As a former external combat personnel of the Tianchang City Investigation Bureau, firearm training was essential. Although he hadn't heard gunfire for a long time, he immediately recognized it.

"A wasteland world, an abandoned city, how could there be gunfire? Could it be survivors from this world?"

He looked towards the direction from which the gunshot came.

It was at the other end of the city.

It seems there are traces of human activity in this wasteland world.

Li Yi pondered for a moment and decided to check it out, at least to understand the actual situation of World No.17, as he had almost finished recovering anyway.

Immediately, he stood up, a cloud formed beneath his feet, lifting him as he flew toward the source of the gunshot.

Meanwhile.

At the location where the gunshot rang out, a modified truck was parked on the abandoned city's road. On both sides of the road were many former buildings. Although these buildings were abandoned, the survivors were happy to search for supplies in such places.

But the city harbored lurking dangers long since taken over by monsters. If possible, no survival team would ever risk entering the city.

"Damn it, why did you fire? Didn't I say no shooting in the city?" shouted a middle-aged man in a worn bulletproof vest, strong build, with a rough face and short hair, his voice suppressed in anger.

His name was Du Peng, the captain of this survival team. They ventured into the city this time to search for medicine because a teammate was sick. In this terrible world, medicine was more precious and scarce than food.

"It was Zhao Xiaofeng's gunshot, Captain, you shouldn't have let them bring guns in,"

Sitting in a nearby truck was a short-haired woman named Huang Qiu, who also spoke in a hushed voice: "Although it's daytime, once the gunshot sounds, those monsters hidden in the city will definitely wake up. Get them back quickly, or else we won't be able to make it out."

As the captain, Du Peng's face was grim. He understood this logic well, but this retreat meant no chance of finding medicine. Not only would the sick teammate die, but even this team wouldn't be able to survive.

He tightly gripped the battered walkie-talkie in his hand and then gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll give you ten minutes at most. As soon as the ten minutes are up, withdraw immediately, whether you have the medicine or not."

"Captain..." Huang Qiu, the driver, was quite surprised.

Du Peng replied seriously, "We can only gamble. Our supplies are running out, not enough to support another operation, we can't even afford fuel. Only by obtaining medicine can we reduce the pressure. Huang Qiu, if you're unwilling, you can ride that motorcycle on the truck and leave. I won't blame you."

Upon hearing this, Huang Qiu felt her stomach's hunger and the dire straits of recent times. She smiled bitterly and said, "Since the captain has decided to gamble, I can only accompany you."

How could she not be aware of the depletion of their supplies, otherwise, they wouldn't have come here?

Du Peng said no more, instead watching the time on his watch.

Though the watch was quite worn, it still kept time accurately enough.

However, during their waiting period.

In the nearby buildings, where the sunshine couldn't reach, strange silhouettes were gradually closing in. They were not any beasts, as nature couldn't produce such things.

Nor were they human.

They were monsters nonexistent in nature.

The number of these monsters was vast, and in less than ten minutes, they had already filled the nearby buildings.

"Such a number... if we get surrounded, we're doomed."

Du Peng glanced around, cold sweat forming on his forehead. Without further delay, he was about to urge his teammates using the walkie-talkie.