Of course, to say Lin Xuan had truly reached the end of the road would not be entirely accurate.
Though the thought of retreat had arisen in his heart, Lin Xuan did not put it into action!
Before that, he still had to make one more effort!
Unless he had absolutely no other choice, Lin Xuan would never speak of giving up.
At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away.
Several Devil Race cultivators of differing appearances were flying slowly along, discussing something as they went.
There were seven Devil Race cultivators in this group. Though their appearances were all different, their cultivation was no small matter; every one of them was a fellow at the Dongxuan level.
"What do we do? Several more days have passed, and there still isn't the slightest bit of news. If we keep delaying like this, there'll be no way to give Lord Lei Yan an explanation." The one who spoke was a rough-looking man, yet his face was full of anxiety; it would not be too much to say he could neither sit nor sleep in peace.
"What use is getting anxious? The key is that there are far too few useful clues for this mission. Lord Lei Yan only said Miss Magic Snake died in this area, but as for why, he doesn't know at all. As for the murderer, there isn't even the slightest clue. If this isn't searching for a needle in the sea, then what is? By the time we arrived, he had long since fled..." A faint, eerie voice entered their ears. The speaker was an ordinary-looking devil woman.
"Enough. Stop complaining. Before we set out, my lord explained it very clearly. This is a task assigned by Saint Ancestor Baoshe. No matter how difficult