The rules and Great Dao of the Xuan Yu Realm were far stronger and far more rigorous than those of lower planes.
Even so, a million miles was not much of a distance to Realm Lords. Though they could not arrive in a single step, it took very little time.
In but a moment, Fan Tianzong and the other five origin demons were already a little over a hundred thousand miles from Chen Fei.
"A mid-stage Realm Lord?"
Fan Tianzong sensed Chen Fei's aura, his brow furrowing slightly as his gaze swept the surroundings. He found no trace of any other cultivators.
Fan Tianzong possessed the power of the Tenth Order Peak Stage. Origin demons and cultivators followed different cultivation systems, but all roads led to the same destination; at the same realm, their methods were similar.
Fan Tianzong did not believe any Realm Lord could hide beneath his very nose, unless they were more than three hundred thousand miles away. At that distance, they could indeed conceal their aura.
But if cultivators truly lay in ambush over three hundred thousand miles away, they would never make it in time to rescue that distant mid-stage Realm Lord. Before those ambushing cultivators arrived, Fan Tianzong would have more than enough time to withdraw.
Fan Tianzong understood this himself, and he did not believe those cultivators would fail to understand it. That was precisely why his heart was full of doubts.
Or was that distant mid-stage Realm Lord deliberately sent here to die? Were there other Realm Lords elsewhere, simply waiting to lure him out before striking the weak point in space?
Fan Tianzong turned his head toward where Hu Rusen and the others were stationed. No cultivators were attacking there at the moment.
Fan Tianzong's doubts deepened. What was going on?