Lu Yang concealed his aura and darted through the forest.
He was now at the sixth level of the Grandmaster Realm, with Spiritual Sense comparable to that of a peak Grandmaster. If he deliberately concealed himself, even a Fourth Realm great demon would have trouble detecting him from a distance.
Over the past ten days, Lu Yang had already mapped out the positions of those Fourth Realm great demons. Naturally, the route he chose to leave by would not take him too close to them.
The journey was uneventful. Not a single demon creature spotted him.
When he returned to the southern mountain pass, Lu Yang's brow furrowed slightly.
Ten days ago, he had slipped into the Qingmang Mountain Range through this very pass.
Back then, the guards here had been rather lax—barely enough to count as a defense.
But ten days later, when he returned, the area was shrouded in thick Demonic Fiend, and a large number of the Demon Race had gathered there.
A short distance away, on a hilltop, there was even a Fourth Realm great demon.
There was no doubt about it: over the past ten days, another great demon from outside had claimed this area.
Inside the Demonic Fiend, his combat strength would be suppressed by forty to fifty percent. Unwilling to show himself rashly, Lu Yang immediately changed course and chose another mountain pass.
Two hours later, Lu Yang once again found a pass guarded by a horde of demons.
Although no Fourth Realm great demon was stationed here, the pass was likewise engulfed in dense Demonic Fiend, with more than ten peak Third Realm demon creatures holding it.
The risk was still considerable.
"Fine. I'll look for a few more." Lu Yang frowned and changed direction again.
He had a vague sense that