"Duke Ji, when are we heading to Archaic Heaven..."
"Exactly. That boy is extremely cunning. If he senses danger, finding him again will be difficult..."
"We should hurry to Archaic Immortal City. Relying on those underground organizations we hired to keep watch is completely unreliable..."
At that moment, several members of their race across from him voiced their objections. Amid their overlapping chatter, there was a faint, suppressed restlessness.
In the team he led, several members of his race were nearly fanatical in their obsession with hunting down Little Demon, and they had long been dissatisfied with his decisions.
"Fellow clansmen, why don't we wait another five days? Once the next batch of our people arrives, it won't be too late to go to Archaic Heaven..."
As soon as Ji Feng finished speaking, he suddenly felt a jade talisman at his waist grow scorching hot, as if it were a red-hot brand.
Ji Feng violently tore the jade talisman from his waist. Its crimson light cast his face into a savage grimace, making him look as though he had been soaked in blood.
It was not just him. The jade talismans of the dozen or so Celestial Race cultivators in the room simultaneously rippled with blood-colored light, weaving a strange web of radiance through the darkness.
These were Blood Talismans of Distress worn by all the clansmen participating in the hunt, but at this moment, they seemed more like talismans summoning death.
Once a Blood Talisman of Distress was activated, all nearby members of the same race had to go to the rescue.
"Duke Ji, a clansman nearby has sent out a distress signal. Could it be one of the missing clansmen..."
"No wonder we couldn't contact the first two groups. It turns out they ran into danger..."
"Duke Ji,