Five days passed in peaceful companionship.
The silver-haired woman in red put away a Jade Talisman and looked toward Mu Zi not far away.
"My father and the elders will open the Yin Yang Sea today. Let's go."
"Mm."
Mu Zi answered softly. With a slight thought, the clouds and mist shrouding the courtyard quickly dispersed, forming a path to the outside before her eyes.
Then, the two of them and one Kun Peng—or perhaps one person and two Kun Peng—moved, turning into three streaks of light that vanished into the passage. After they left, the clouds and mist gathered again, concealing the now-empty courtyard.
Under Kun Ling's lead, the three of them traveled through the vast territory of the Kun Peng Race.
Along the way, Mu Zi sensed powerful auras hidden in obscure corners. Among them were no few beings stronger than Kun Peng Zi, and there were even several auras that made Mu Zi feel somewhat grave.
The ancient overlord race that dominated the Demon Domain possessed foundations accumulated over long years, and they were truly extremely deep.
"Miss Ling Er, is Clan Leader Kun Yu the strongest person in the Kun Peng Race?"
Mu Zi's gaze shifted slightly as she looked toward the silver-haired woman. Though she already knew the answer, she deliberately asked, inquiring into the Kun Peng Race's foundation.
Kun Ling did not hesitate. Now that Mu Zi could be considered one of their own, there was nothing about this information that could not be revealed.
"Although my father is a genuine Reincarnation Realm expert, he cannot be called the strongest in the Kun Peng Race. I once met the clan's Grand Elder. The feeling he gave me far surpassed my father."
Kun Ling pondered briefly, then continued, "It is said the Grand Elder has