How Did He Predict It?!

Smog Forbidden Land.

"Haha, this risk was worth taking!" Desperate Devil Venerable laughed heartily.

In one hand, he held a sacred jade brimming with Innate Energy, his thick, scale-covered palm idly toying with it.

In the other, he gripped half a Saint Spirit Statue carved from special metal, his tiger-like eyes gleaming brightly.

All around him, the High-Dimensional Devil Masters looked on with envy.

Their auras were unstable, their defensive High-Dimensional Spiritual Items shattered beyond recognition. They had clearly just been through a brutal battle.

"Fortunately, you had the foresight to arrange an escape route in advance, my lord." Beautiful Devil Master was dazzlingly gorgeous as she fawned over him. "There's a great formation outside the Smog Forbidden Land, and chaotic smog within. It's the best place for us to recover."

"That's right, those damned humans will never find us!" Barren Ash Devil Master laughed loudly. "Once we recover our strength, we'll leave immediately!"

"No." Desperate Devil Venerable said coldly, "We're going back to the Seven-Colored Archipelago."

"Why, my lord?" Beautiful Devil Master asked in a sweet voice. "We worked so hard to break out."

Desperate Devil Venerable raised the half Saint Spirit Statue in his hand. "There must still be secrets in the Seven-Colored Archipelago that haven't been uncovered. This thing is definitely connected to the appearance of the Saint Spirit Image!"

"Ah!" Beautiful Devil Master suddenly understood. "No wonder the Heaven Race Royal Legion team was heading there."

Desperate Devil Venerable sneered. "Don't worry. They're far too arrogant and may not know anything. I merely told them the location of the Smog Forbidden Land and gave them a few sacred jades, and they believed me."

"Boss, you're amazing!" Barren Ash Devil Master said admiringly. "Even the mighty Heavenly Race has been played in the palm of your hand!"