Inside the cave, after an entire day, everyone had rested enough and absorbed and digested plenty of mysterious energy.
After eating some dry rations and drinking water, the group regained their vitality.
The team's collective strength had visibly increased.
To Li Hao, however, it still fell short.
He was in no hurry.
If all these people stepped into the Thousand-Battler realm, and he served as the core of an array with fifty Thousand-Battlers feeding him inner force, the situation would be entirely different from what it was now.
Even if that was not yet possible, fifty Hundred-Breakers forming an array could already offer him considerable support. The boost simply wouldn't be massive, so Li Hao was in no rush to implement it.
"Get ready, everyone. We set off shortly!" Li Hao called out.
The others began gathering their things. There was little to pack; they only needed to clean up any traces they had left behind.
A moment later, the group was ready.
Li Hao shifted aside the boulders sealing the cave entrance and stepped out. He surveyed his surroundings, his brow furrowing slightly.
The next instant, he leaped and vanished from the spot.
Moments later, he landed on a small peak.
Before him, a creature resembling a leopard turned its head toward Li Hao, then bounded away into the distance in a flash.
Li Hao frowned.
He had just spotted a faint sphere of light. He had assumed it was a supernatural, but it had turned out to be a leopard instead.
Had it become a demon?
He knew some wild beasts in the Central Region had gained sapience and become what people called demons, but such things were virtually unseen in Yinyue. Of course, Black Panther was essentially a dog that had become a demon.
Rumor had it that the Central Region harbored powerful demons capable of devouring even Rising Lights.
Li Hao had never considered such things before.
Yet now, upon entering Mount Cang, he had so quickly discovered a leopard on the verge of demonic transformation—and this was merely the outer periphery of the mountains.
Li Hao gazed toward the depths of the vast range, his brow tight.
Could great demons be lurking within these mountains as well?
He had come to Mount Cang because its treacherous terrain and dense canopy made for excellent concealment, not to seek his own death.
A supernatural great demon would not be so bad; he could see them.
But... what if it was a martial great demon?
Did such things exist?
Yes.
Wasn't that black dog of his a minor martial demon?
Running into one of those would spell real trouble.
Mount Cang was immense. Who knew if great demons like those in the Central Region might appear? Even if Yinyue had never reported such creatures, the north was not necessarily devoid of them.
Perhaps they simply preferred lurking in the mountains and couldn't be bothered to venture out.
Watching the leopard flee, Li Hao did not strike.
Striking the young might provoke the old, which would be disastrous. With the situation unclear, he had no intention of recklessly antagonizing these demons and inviting trouble.
***
A moment later, Li Hao returned to the cave.
Seeing everyone look his way, he said in a low voice, "Be on your guard from now on. It seems some of the beasts in Mount Cang have turned into demons."
A stir went through the crowd.
Hong Qing soon walked over and said quietly, "Commander, my father once mentioned that back when the supernatural began to rise, strange things started happening. Even ordinary domestic animals underwent demonic transformations.
"Demons actually exist everywhere, in greater or lesser numbers.
"However, I heard that Yinyue has no demons..."
Li Hao blinked. Yinyue had no demons?
Why?
Indeed, aside from Black Panther, he had never seen another demon in Yinyue. But now, could they be considered outside Yinyue's borders?
Hong Qing did not know the details either, having only heard it mentioned by Hong Yitang. After a moment of thought, she said, "My father said Yinyue is special. Demons naturally avoid it, and indigenous wild beasts in Yinyue can hardly become demons because they cannot absorb enough mysterious energy. Yinyue is a barren land when it comes to mysterious energy, so there are very few supernaturals here. They must rely on external supernatural sources, such as divine energy stones or Origin God Armaments, to obtain sufficient mysterious energy.
"In some areas of the Central Region, people can absorb mysterious energy simply by cultivating.
"And over the past twenty years, Yinyue seems to have grown even more barren."
Li Hao stared blankly. No one had ever told him this before.
In other words, Yinyue was fundamentally ill-suited for supernatural cultivation.
The supernaturals born here had all been converted through the major organizations or the Night Patrollers. It required an energy infusion process: some were Heaven-Blessed Divine Masters, while others had entered the supernatural realm through accidental encounters with mysterious energy.
Yet breaking through to the supernatural simply through natural cultivation was virtually unheard of here.
"You mean... in the Central Region, people can cultivate on their own and become supernaturals?"
"Of course. You didn't know, Commander?" Hong Qing looked at Li Hao in bewilderment. Wasn't this common knowledge?
Li Hao remained silent.
He had no idea.
No one had ever mentioned it. Perhaps everyone assumed he already knew. But as a country bumpkin from Silver City who had only heard a few secrets from Yuan Shuo before fleeing White Moon City after just a few days, how could he possibly know?
People like Southern Fist probably took it for granted, so naturally, they wouldn't go out of their way to explain it to him.
In that case, the Central Region naturally produced plenty of supernaturals, and mysterious energy permeated everywhere there. Yinyue had some as well, but very little. A Three Sols powerhouse like Hao Lianchuan, cultivating for months without consuming a shred of energy, might only accumulate several dozen or a hundred cubes of mysterious energy.
Yet for a Three Sols to cultivate for months without using any energy just to accumulate a few hundred cubes over an entire year—what was the point?
*So that's how it is!*
Understanding dawned on Li Hao.
Even for humans in Yinyue, reaching the supernatural realm was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Let alone beasts without intellect, who could only rely on natural absorption of mysterious energy to transform into demons. If there was not even enough mysterious energy for humans, how could there be enough for beasts?
Other places had many demons because mysterious energy saturated the air.
Even if it was not ubiquitous, anyone with a bit of luck could absorb some.
Yet Yinyue was different.
Why?
Southern Fist had said that Yinyue was an ancient land, once the center of heaven and earth. Every blade of grass and tree here might carry the Daoist charm of the ancient civilization. Why, then, was there so little mysterious energy?
The Silver Warrior had said that the path of energy had no future.
He had been referring to supernatural power.
Did that mean the land of Yinyue inherently rejected supernatural power?
Thoughts raced through Li Hao's mind.
Thus, becoming a supernatural was difficult in Yinyue, while becoming a martial master was relatively easy. That was why it had once been the sacred ground of the realm's martial world.
Looking up at the sky, Li Hao could not see the Eight Trigrams diagram of Silver City from here.
Yet he suddenly thought of it.
Supernaturals appeared extraordinarily rarely in Silver City.
Although Yinyue as a whole had few supernaturals, a city as large as Silver City, with its population of a million, had virtually no native supernaturals. It was pitifully scarce; he had never heard of a single Heaven-Blessed Divine Master born there. Even the few supernaturals they had were converts.
Moreover... the longer one stayed in Silver City, the harder it was to advance.
Liu Long, Liu Yan...
These people were considered leading figures among the martial masters of Silver City, yet while remaining there, they had found it nearly impossible to advance into the supernatural realm. Only Yun Yao had succeeded, making her the sole martial master in their squad to cross that threshold.
At this moment, an idea took shape in Li Hao's mind.
Did the absence of supernaturals in Silver City have something to do with that Eight Trigrams diagram?
Suppression?
A seal?
Or some other reason?
Powerful martial masters like Wang Henggang had all left Silver City before stepping into the supernatural realm with the aid of mysterious energy.
Had Liu Long's inability to advance for so long stemmed from a lack of mysterious energy, or was it simply impossible?
One simply could not advance in Silver City!
Pondering this, Li Hao turned back to Liu Long. "Boss, has Silver City ever produced a native Heaven-Blessed Divine Master?"
"Huh?" Liu Long was taken aback. He thought for a moment and shook his head. "I don't think so. Silver City has too few people—only a million. How could it be that easy?"
"Are Heaven-Blessed Divine Masters that rare?" Li Hao asked. "If not a single one can appear among a million people, doesn't that mean it takes millions or even tens of millions to produce one? Could all of Yinyue only produce a dozen or so Heaven-Blessed Divine Masters?"
"Heaven-Blessed Divine Masters are rare across all of Yinyue!" Liu Long shook his head. "Hong Qing just said it: Yinyue is barren ground for the supernatural. A few were born early on, but the older generation of martial masters slaughtered them. There are hardly any native Heaven-Blessed Divine Masters left in Yinyue. Outsiders do exist, and other regions have plenty, but we have pitifully few."
Rare across all of Yinyue!
Li Hao suddenly thought of that stone gate ruin. Back then, it had shown strong repulsion toward the power of the red shadows, but he had forgotten to test whether it rejected mysterious energy as well.
At the time, both Li Hao and Yuan Shuo had been martial masters, with no mysterious energy on hand to test it.
Suppressing his thoughts, Li Hao now gained a deeper appreciation for what Southern Fist had said that day.
Transitioning from supernatural to martial master seemed to come with numerous drawbacks.
Yinyue's suppression of supernatural power and mysterious energy might not be a bad thing. Perhaps this land was truly only meant for martial masters to cultivate. The revival of mysterious energy simply had not succeeded in Yinyue.
Now, they were beyond Yinyue. Mount Cang marked the border. Perhaps the mysterious energy here was abundant enough to turn wild beasts into demons.
"Demons are rare in Yinyue, but they might not be rare here. Stay sharp, everyone!"
With that reminder, Li Hao took the lead and guided the group forward.
Mount Cang was immense. The Heavenly Star Dynasty possessed few detailed topographical maps of it. Years ago, it had served as the dividing line between two nations, but over time, it had been gradually forgotten and abandoned.
It was merely a colossal mountain range with no special resources, so nobody had paid it much mind.
Ordinary people would find it nearly impossible to navigate.
Li Hao knew a little about the terrain, but not much. Locals like Liu Long possessed a rough sense of direction, yet like Li Hao, they were merely blind men feeling an elephant—they only knew general bearings, nothing more.
At present, Li Hao followed the general orientation, heading eastward.
East, toward the rising sun.
The direction was sound enough, and since they were all martial masters, they could cross peaks and ridges even where no paths existed.
***
Just as Li Hao's group set out once more,
two figures arrived at the foot of Mount Cang.
Banshan and Haixiao.
Banshan looked toward the mist-shrouded mountain range, his brow slightly furrowed. Haixiao frowned as well and asked, "Is this... Mount Cang?"
"Yes," Banshan said in a low voice. "Mount Cang... a mountain range that has existed since antiquity, recorded in ancient texts. Mount Cang lies beyond Yinyue's borders. Here... I worry great demons might appear!"
Yinyue had no demons.
Mount Cang, however, very well might.
Banshan and his counterpart possessed far more intelligence than Li Hao.
Yinyue was barren land, but once outside it, mysterious energy was slightly denser virtually everywhere else. That was why Yinyue had few supernaturals, and those it had were relatively weak.
Other regions were stronger than Yinyue. Yinyue merely relied on its abundance of martial masters—some converted to supernaturals, others cultivated to the absolute peak with terrifying strength.
In terms of pure supernatural strength... across the ninety-nine provinces, Yinyue might not be dead last, but it was certainly near the bottom.
Excluding special figures like Hou Xiaochen, Hao Lianchuan was perhaps the strongest pure supernatural among them today.
Indeed, Hu Dingfang was a martial master converted to supernatural.
Wang Henggang was a martial master converted to supernatural.
Hong Yitang was a martial master converted to supernatural.
Going down the list of Three Sols powerhouses publicly known in Yinyue, Hao Lianchuan was the only pure supernatural, and even he was not a Heaven-Blessed Divine Master, but someone who had cultivated step-by-step.
Haixiao frowned. "I've never heard of great demons appearing in Mount Cang. If there really were any, with Yinyue so close, wouldn't there have been some sign? The Northern Sea has great demons, though. I once saw one that looked like a transformed whale with terrifying strength. It wasn't particularly bloodthirsty, but when a Three Sols tried attacking it, they couldn't even breach its defense. It was at least at the Rising Light level."
A beast had to reach at least Three Sols to be called a great demon.
Only at Three Sols and Rising Light did people grant them that title.
"To think Li Hao fled into Mount Cang..."
Haixiao's brow furrowed further. As a water-affinity supernatural, she disliked high mountains and plains, preferring watery terrain.
Still, the impact was minor.
Banshan stared at Mount Cang for a moment before speaking. "Li Hao is a native of Silver City, and Mount Cang is nearby. He should be somewhat familiar with it, so fleeing here makes sense. However... if we truly encounter a great demon, I will leave... Where there is one, there may be another. Entangling ourselves here is no good."
Haixiao frowned in silence.
This Banshan was timid as a mouse!
Those from Feitian were too accustomed to walking in darkness, terrified of the light!
"Fine, I understand!"
Haixiao said no more. Stepping through the air, she crossed into the territory of Mount Cang.
Li Hao and the other martial masters hadn't sensed it, but as a supernatural, the moment she stepped into Mount Cang, she felt the dense mysterious energy. It was unexpected—it felt stronger than in many provinces.
Why, then, did almost no one from Yinyue enter Mount Cang to cultivate?
Behind her, Banshan stepped in as well.
He felt it too.
Haixiao voiced her question directly: "Even if people in Yinyue don't want to leave the province, Mount Cang isn't bad. Why hasn't anyone come here to cultivate supernatural power? It's surely better than Yinyue."
Banshan remained silent.
Only when Haixiao turned to look back at him did he frown and say, "I don't know. Perhaps people have entered Mount Cang before. I've never been here myself; this is my first time. Those who came either cultivated in secret, or... they never made it back."
The first possibility was harmless enough, but the second made Haixiao's expression shift slightly.
*Never made it back!*
Indeed, if every supernatural who entered had died without a single survivor returning, no one would ever know that Mount Cang was rich in mysterious energy.
Now even Haixiao felt a pang of unease at his words.
Yet she quickly shook it off with a laugh. "Even if they didn't return, it means little. Yinyue has too few supernaturals, and they're far too weak. Even Three Sols are exceedingly rare. Those who entered Mount Cang were probably only Starlight or Lunar Nether Masters. What is our strength?"
Rising Light!
Even in the Central Region, they were top-tier experts.
Why fear a border mountain range?
Banshan said nothing more, landing on the ground to investigate closely.
Martial masters emitted no mysterious energy, making their tracks difficult to pin down. The area was blanketed in dense woods and forests, with mountain peaks obstructing their view; tracking down Li Hao here would be no small task.
However, with so many people in their group, some traces were bound to remain.
After searching for a while, he locked onto a direction and set off.
Yet Banshan looked up into the distance, gazing toward the mysterious, dark depths of the mountains with a furrowed brow. *Mount Cang... shouldn't have any overly terrifying demons, right?*
Martial masters showed no supernatural presence, which kept them relatively safe.
Supernaturals, however, gave off fluctuations of mysterious energy unless masked by treasures, and demons were remarkably sensitive to such fluctuations.
***
At the same time.
Seen from above, the Mount Cang range resembled giant dragons lurking in deep abysses, or crisscrossing water gullies.
They looked like massive dragons crouching on the earth.
Over a hundred li away from Li Hao and his group, across multiple mountain ridges...
In a small mountain valley lay a tranquil lake. Upon its calm surface, a green lotus swayed with graceful elegance.
Around the lake crouched a fierce tiger.
Opposite the tiger coiled a massive serpent.
On another side of the lake, a great golden eagle perched atop a tall tree, while across from it sat a giant ape with golden fur crowning its head.
Fierce beasts surrounded the lake from all sides.
Yet the scene was utterly still, devoid of any commotion. None interfered with the others, as if they were waiting for something, anticipating something.
In the center of the lake, the green lotus seemed on the verge of blooming.
Faint glimpses of golden lotus seeds appeared within.
Each time those golden seeds peeked through, the beasts grew slightly restless.
Right then, a goshawk circled high in the sky.
It was enormous!
The goshawk let out a cry. The golden eagle on the tree snapped its head up, a sharp glint flashing in its piercing raptor eyes.
The goshawk was a scout for the outer perimeter of Mount Cang.
Its cry signified an intrusion by humans.
Yet the golden eagle glanced at the green lotus in the lake's center, and its agitated heart suddenly settled. It did not move.
The serpent, giant ape, and fierce tiger remained entirely still as well, as though they hadn't heard the goshawk's call.
On any other day, they might have reacted differently.
Right now, none of these formidable beasts was willing to leave.
After a moment, the golden eagle let out a cry—sharp, resonant, and deep. In the sky, the goshawk wheeled away and ceased its circling.
The giant ape slammed a fist against the ground, sending tremors through the earth.
The other beasts glared at it. The ape displayed a remarkably human expression of frustration, then slumped back down, hitting the ground no more.
All four beasts seemed possessed of intelligence.
Guarding this small lake, none was willing to depart.
***
At the same time.
Li Hao seemed to hear a faint sound. Looking up, he vaguely spotted a silhouette flying exceptionally high. Yet Li Hao noticed an anomaly—a sphere of light!
The raptor soaring high above seemed to emit a light sphere. The distance made it hard to gauge its exact strength, but the fact that he could see it from so far away proved that this airborne creature was far from weak.
There truly were demons!
Li Hao took a deep breath. He had chosen Mount Cang simply because it was vast, densely forested, and full of overlapping ridges, making it difficult for supernaturals to spot them.
Yet shortly after entering, he had already spotted two demonic creatures.
"Cover yourselves with some leaves..." Li Hao instructed.
Birds possessed keen eyesight.
They might spot movement on the ground.
Of course, since his people were not supernaturals, the bird might not care. Still, fewer troubles were always better. He didn't know the raptor's strength, and if it suddenly swooped down to attack them, it would be a major nuisance.
At this point, Li Hao wasn't even sure if entering Mount Cang had been a wise choice.
They would have to take it one step at a time.
The group continued forward, everyone draping leaves over themselves. The forest lacked many things, but foliage was plentiful. With their black armor, the falling night, no supernatural fluctuations, and Li Hao steering them away from any light spheres—large or small—the group advanced smoothly.
***
While their journey proceeded without a hitch,
Haixiao and Banshan were having a rougher time.
With a water arrow, Haixiao killed a python that had dropped down without warning. Frowning slightly, she said in a heavy voice, "These demons are pathetically weak, acting on pure instinct... Yet they dare attack us? Can't they sense the danger we pose?"
She and Banshan had already faced several ambushes along the way.
Snakes, birds, beasts, leopards...
All were remarkably weak, some merely ordinary wild animals.
Yet these creatures dared attack them. Were they blind to danger?
There was no real threat, but constant attacks were irritating and delayed their pursuit.
Banshan remained silent, merely surveying their surroundings. After a long while, he spoke: "There may be a great demon in these mountains, Haixiao. We shouldn't linger here! It feels like we've been targeted. These lesser demons were probably commanded by that great demon to attack us."
Haixiao laughed. "I sensed something similar... But what are you afraid of? Even if there is a great demon, it doesn't dare show itself, choosing instead to send these weaklings against us. Does it expect Starlight or Lunar Nether demons to injure us or wear us down?
"If that's the case, this great demon... is nothing special. Calling it Three Sols would be overestimating it!
"If that's true, there might even be an unexpected harvest."
What harvest?
Wherever great demons resided, treasures often followed—either vast buried deposits of divine energy stones, relics of the ancient civilization, or rare treasures of heaven and earth.
Some of these demons had transformed precisely because they were nurtured alongside such treasures.
Haixiao chuckled again. "I've heard that some great demons in the Central Region even guard ancient ruins. Mount Cang is sparsely populated, but ancient powerhouses might have entered secluded cultivation here. We might even stumble upon an ancient Dao arena."
Banshan frowned.
This Haixiao was terribly greedy.
He was a cautious man. Under assault by these demons, his instinct was already to withdraw. Killing Li Hao was ideal, but if they couldn't, so be it.
Yama had lost two Three Sols, but venturing rashly into an unknown peril like Mount Cang was ill-advised.
Seeing his silence, Haixiao grew irritated.
A Rising Light expert, hesitating and wasting time over attacks from pitifully weak beasts! With all this delay, Li Hao and his group might have fled far ahead.
"Banshan, they're just weak beasts that recently turned into demons!" Haixiao said in annoyance. "If it dares come, I'll kill it, and whatever treasure it's guarding will be yours!"
Banshan said nothing, crouching down again to examine the tracks.
A moment later, he walked forward in one direction.
He chose to continue, but he had his own conditions: he would stay three days at most. After three days, he would leave. They couldn't linger too long, and this was merely the outer rim of Mount Cang.
Who knew if Li Hao's group might push deeper into the mountains?
***
Shortly after Haixiao and Banshan left, the Wheel-Turning King arrived with a group of Three Sols experts whose faces were painted in vibrant pigments.
The Wheel-Turning King moved swiftly. Inspecting the slain serpent, he frowned slightly. "So many demons in Mount Cang. It seems this place might be special, or perhaps a small vein of divine energy has formed."
Divine energy stones were mostly found in ruins.
Yet people had occasionally discovered underground deposits resembling mineral veins. They were rare, and most were depleted, useless veins containing only trace amounts of divine energy stones.
This suggested that in the ancient civilization, divine energy stones had likely existed in large quantities underground, forming true mineral veins.
Over countless ages, however, divine energy had receded and drained from the stones, leaving behind mostly barren, worthless ore.
Behind him, a supernatural resembling a vicious ghost spoke in a shrill voice: "Hall Master Lunzhuan, you have overseen Yinyue for years. Did you never explore Mount Cang?"
The Wheel-Turning King's brow furrowed slightly.
Even the Equality King wasn't this arrogant, yet these hellish ghosts under his command were full of insolence, treating him with little respect.
As one of the Ten Hall Masters, though he had not reached Rising Light, his rank was superior to theirs. Yet these sixteen Lords of Hell acted as though they barely held him in regard.
The Wheel-Turning King said coldly, "Mount Cang is not within Yinyue's territory; it lies on the border. Across from it is Dali. Recklessly entering Mount Cang invites trouble."
"Dali?"
One of the hellish ghosts laughed. "That savage little kingdom rumored to have fought a war with the Heavenly Star Dynasty a century ago, never to be heard from again, probably having collapsed long ago?"
Indeed, even Yinyue was considered a barbaric backwater.
Let alone Dali, nestled deep beyond countless mountain ranges—wasn't that just a tribe of savages?
Could that even be called a nation?
Not a word had been heard of it in a hundred years. It was already a mark of their broad knowledge that they even knew such a kingdom existed behind Mount Cang.
The Wheel-Turning King offered no reply. Dali... he knew as well that it had vanished without a trace for a century, likely having perished naturally.
Still, these fellows were far too arrogant.
He couldn't be bothered to argue, saying in a deep voice, "Enough talk. Continue the pursuit!"
Behind him, several ghosts promptly displayed their divine abilities, utilizing their respective arts. Before long, they locked onto the trail and advanced swiftly.
***
Wave after wave of people passed.
Just after they departed, another figure dropped down.
Southern Fist!
He Yong glanced at the discarded python, surveyed his surroundings, and finally looked up at the sky, murmuring, "Unusual... Mount Cang is no welcoming place. It's... dangerous!"
As a Yinyue martial master, he had been to Mount Cang before.
Years ago, even before the rise of the supernatural, he had visited. Even back then, he had vaguely sensed something amiss, and Yuan Shuo had known as well.
Yuan Shuo had claimed he spent years deep in the mountains contemplating the Five Animals Art; Mount Cang was where he had gone.
And for Yuan Shuo to derive such a formidable art, the five beasts he had observed back then had clearly been extraordinary.
Years ago, Mount Cang's beasts were already stronger than ordinary animals. Now, with the supernatural having risen for twenty years, Mount Cang might truly have birthed some terrifying beings.
Why had Li Hao run here?
And those fools from the Three Great Organizations truly had no fear of death. Supernaturals, all of them, actually daring to enter Mount Cang.
Martial masters had it easier, but those supernaturals were clearly being watched.
He wondered if any of the beasts Yuan Shuo had observed back then were still around. If so, things would get interesting. Those creatures had been formidable back then; by now... they were probably terrifying!
"Five Animals: tiger, bear, deer, ape, bird..."
He looked up. A martial master had keen vision, and he seemed to spot an enormous goshawk. Could the bird Yuan Shuo had observed be this very goshawk?
It couldn't be that coincidental, could it?
Chuckling, He Yong moved forward swiftly, continuing his tracking.
He had no grand objective in coming to northern Yinyue or entering Mount Cang. He was taking things one step at a time, curious if Li Hao might surprise him.
Moreover, Li Hao also practiced the Five Animals Art.
Mount Cang offered Li Hao a chance to strengthen his art—provided the opportunity didn't turn into a dead end.
"If the beasts Yuan Shuo studied back then have become great demons... Rumor has it Yuan Shuo beat up quite a few of them. If these great demons are from that batch and have gained sapience... Hahaha, Li Hao is in for a treat!"
He Yong suddenly felt a flicker of anticipation.
Imagine if the tiger Yuan Shuo beat up had become a demon. If Li Hao unleashed his Five Animals Art, heavens, would the tiger maul him to death?
Yuan Shuo's boast that his enemies spanned the realm was no exaggeration.
His enemies included people—and beasts too.
Mid-thought, He Yong's eyes flickered. He glanced backward, then leaped, vanishing instantly from the spot.
Shortly after he left, another figure arrived.
Moving with blinding speed.
In the blink of an eye, the newcomer landed where He Yong had stood.
Looking ahead, he raised an eyebrow. "Southern Fist?"
What was He Yong doing here?
That fellow was arrogant to the extreme, having pushed his vitality to the absolute limit. Did he really think everyone was an idiot and couldn't tell?
Still... at best, he could match a Rising Light. What was the point of being so cocky?
Hong Yitang cursed inwardly. *Arrogant bastard, you'd better watch out in case Northern Fist is still alive and beats you to death with a single punch!*
Gazing ahead, Hong Yitang sighed with a look of grievance.
Why come here?
Mount Cang!
Ten years ago, multiple Three Sols great demons were already roaming this place. Li Hao, you little bastard, do you just run wherever it's most dangerous?
My poor daughter... Daddy is coming to save you, so run a little slower!
Thinking of those Three Sols great demons gave Hong Yitang a headache. That had been ten years ago! After a decade, damn it, they might well have become Rising Light great demons, or even stronger. Even he didn't dare venture into this cursed place recklessly.
Was Dali truly gone because no one had emerged?
No, they had been wiped out by the great demons of the Ninefold Eighteen Mountains!
He had encountered a few Dali natives years ago... but they were all fleeing for their lives. Mount Cang was truly no place to hide!
Chapter 138