At the same moment, inside Freedom Valley, night had completely fallen.
The world was dim and lightless, the evening wind biting cold.
Carrying the bloody scent of the wasteland, it swept through every corner of the valley.
The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy.
Chen Ping was carefully supported by those around him, and he trudged step by step into the valley entrance.
His whole body was in unbearable pain; every step he moved involved severe injuries all over his body.
The pain made his brow furrow tightly, cold sweat continuously seeping from his temples.
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