Several days later, somewhere in the Demon Flame Mountain Range, a group of a dozen or so Devil Race cultivators of varying cultivation levels flew slowly at low altitude, their gazes roaming in every direction from time to time, as if searching for something.
These Devil Race beings differed greatly in appearance, but most of them were Lihe-level existences. The two in the lead, however, stood far above the rest.
One was at the mid-stage Dongxuan Realm, while the other was actually a fellow who had reached great completion of the late-stage Dongxuan Realm.
"Brother Lou, is that Earth Rhinoceros Dragon really nearby? We've been lying in wait for ages and searching for several days, yet we haven't found the slightest trace. Could the intelligence be wrong?" A black-faced big man turned his head, a trace of impatience appearing on his face.
"Hmph. Fellow Daoist Gu, are you saying you don't believe me?"
A hoarse voice entered his ears, but the one who answered was an old man with a sinister face. He was also the one with the highest cultivation among this group of Devil Race beings. However, unlike the big man, who looked entirely human, this old man's body below the waist had turned into a scorpion's tail, and his eyes were grayish-white, flashing from time to time with a strange luster.
"Brother Lou, don't be angry. This little brother was merely asking." The black-faced big man hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.
"Merely asking? Fine, this old man will take it as such. In truth, Fellow Daoist Gu, why must you be so impatient? This old man is absolutely certain that the direction we're searching in is definitely correct." Hearing him say this, the old man's expression finally eased slightly.
"Why? Brother Lou, where does such absolute