Dark clouds gathered densely, the world was shrouded in gloom, ash mixed with the acrid smell of burnt blood, fluttering like snow.
Shen Huaxi and his group tried to conceal their tracks, swiftly heading northeast until they left the forest range and entered a wasteland of scattered stones, where they paused for a brief rest.
The disciples of the Five Mountains Immortal Sect set up the Mystic Turtle Array, while the others anxiously looked towards the rear.
Explosions echoed endlessly in the sky, various lights continuously burst forth, shaking the earth and mountains, terrifying and thrilling.
They timed their escape perfectly, just before the Demon Clan's encirclement closed in.
At this moment, those inexplicably emerging from underground fissures of the Demon Clan had already surrounded the forest and hillside.
