In just a moment, a group of six stood atop the mountain ridge, gazing at the Apocalypse Rogue.

The vast expanse of shrubland, like an ocean, immediately came into view for Xiao Heng and his companions.

Beyond the vast shrubland, there were many people picking fruits among the bushes. Their colorful clothes added specks of color to the dark shrubs, creating a spectacular sight.

"Is this the shrubland?"