Here is the easternmost point of the Multi-Nation Continent, the gathering place for the Flame Weaver Spider tribe's trading caravans. At this time, dozens of caravans have arrived, with hundreds of flame spiders, level Mountain Lord and above, gathering here to exchange information and goods. The scene is bustling with activity.,“Yes...” Luo Qi's front limbs moved, and the soil on the ground wriggled, forming a ball of dirt that floated in mid-air.,Exhausted, he stopped again, ate another blackbird millet seed, and set off once more.。