Su Fan strode forward, dry leaves crackling beneath his feet like a rusted saw tearing through the dead silence of the mountain forest.
The mountain range roiling with clouds and mist in the distance now resembled a giant beast sleeping soundly. The hazy fog was its turbid breath, sending chills down the spine.
His gaze sharpened as he completely unfurled his Spiritual Sense, taking in everything within a thousand-mile radius.
Su Fan's Spiritual Sense clearly sensed the powerful auras of numerous Half-step Great Demons permeating the mountain range ahead.
The auras of those Half-step Great Demons were like venomous snakes lurking in the darkness—cold and dangerous, evenly distributed throughout the mountain range.
"Ao Wu... Ao Wu..."
Those Half-step Great Demons had also sensed Su Fan's arrival. Their mournful howls tore through the sky, carrying a vicious challenge while concealing a warning.
But they had no intention of provoking Su Fan, as though they merely wanted to make their respective presences known.
Their positions made it obvious that each of them had claimed a clearly defined territory, keeping to their own side of the well water.
Because Su Fan had just slain three Half-step Great Demons, he had already demonstrated his strength. In the eyes of those Half-step Great Demons, he now had the qualifications to claim a territory.
And the territory he currently occupied happened to be the place that had just belonged to the three Half-step Great Demons he had slain.
Demonic beasts all possessed a fierce awareness of territory. In any case, the True Dragon Remnant stretched for several thousand miles, enough for hundreds of Half-step Great Demons to share in it.
Su Fan naturally had no intention of monopolizing the True Dragon Remnant. It was not that he feared them; there was simply no need.
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