The imperial dynasty's Demon Race didn't hesitate in the slightest. They immediately said, "Your Highness Fourth Prince is wise and mighty. We can only gaze up at you from afar!"
"We'll follow all of Your Highness's orders!"
"The mission in Baicao Town was extremely dangerous. It was far beyond what people of our strength could handle."
"Once we return to the dynasty, we'll certainly train hard and never bring shame upon our dynasty's name!"
Zhong Kui Jingyi nodded slightly, then turned to Jiang Fengwu and asked, "What do you plan to do next? Will you go your separate way from us, or come with us to Lanjing?"
Jiang Fengwu immediately replied, "Your Highness, the Liulan Dynasty is the sacred land I've always dreamed of reaching."
"If Your Highness doesn't disdain me, I'm willing to risk life and limb for the dynasty!"
At that moment, both he and the imperial dynasty's Demon Race breathed a long sigh of relief: thank goodness!
They were finally leaving this dangerous place, Qingyao Mountain!
The days of being hunted everywhere by demonic beasts, of living in constant fear, were finally about to end!
Just then, all the living beings present—except for Grandmaster Kongmeng—suddenly felt an unprecedented wave of drowsiness.
Their eyes closed against their will, and then they immediately jolted awake.
Unbeknownst to them, they had all dozed off for a moment!
Yet the instant they opened their eyes again, they saw a figure in a black robe carrying a saber appear abruptly beside Grandmaster Kongmeng. In his arms was a delicate figure in blood-red robes, as limp as a boneless beauty.
It was Pei Ling and Si Hong Qingyan!
"Go!"
A hoarse, hurried voice rang in everyone's ears. The next moment, before they could even react to what had happened, a portal formed entirely