Yan Jun casually tossed a severed arm into the ruins beside him, his face still utterly cold, as though he was not the least bit bothered by having found the wrong target.
Hou Bai, who had been following him the whole time, swallowed again.
He had no idea what abilities this demon king possessed. He seemed able to trace the signs of living people's movements. Along the way, Yan Jun had not appeared to inspect any details at all, yet every time, he found either living people or those who had only recently died!
Or valuable items that had been deliberately hidden because there had been no time to take them away.
Yet he did not even spare those gold, silver, and equipment a glance. His focus remained on searching for traces of the living.
And regardless of whether the people he found were alive or had just died, the end result was always the same: they became dried-up corpses, as if he could directly drain life force from the human body!
"Hmmph. There really are a lot of worms still clinging to life. But in another two days, things will be easier."
Yan Jun continued following a trail that still carried the aura of the living, walking ahead with brutality and disgust filling his heart.
He was not a professional intelligence scout, but the functions granted by his talent gave him considerable advantages in large-scale indiscriminate searches like this.
"Y-Yan Jun, sir, it's about time. We need to send the signal."
Hou Bai, who had been assisting at his side, stammered out a reminder.
"Not bad. If there's a chance, I'll recruit you into the group."
Yan Jun casually raised an object like a firework and launched it into the sky. He lifted his head and waited patiently. As