At that moment, Jiang Li was traveling from city to city through Rakshasa Country.
To his surprise, the demonic beasts in these cities, even the half-bloods, were fleeing at astonishing speed.
From his inquiries, Jiang Li learned that these mutant beasts, demonic beasts, and half-bloods had only one destination.
The capital of Rakshasa Country, Emperor Luo City.
Clearly, none of this was a coincidence. When Jiang Li gazed toward Emperor Luo City, an unprecedented sense of danger swept over him.
That danger was so intense that it almost made him hallucinate. Somewhere in Emperor Luo City, a terrifying Demon King whose appearance he could not discern seemed to be waiting for him.
Could it be a First Grade Demon King, to give me such a feeling?
Jiang Li's heart sank slightly. Although Rakshasa Country was like hell on earth, a nation that had survived this beast tide and harbored so many demonic beasts and half-bloods could well have a First Grade Demon King pulling the strings.
But if it really is a First Grade Demon King, it should have attacked me long ago. If it hasn't acted yet, it's probably under some kind of restriction.
Should I give it a try, or turn back and return to Great Xia?
Jiang Li faced two choices, but whenever he thought of the demonic beasts and half-bloods in Emperor Luo City, he could not help feeling reluctant to leave.
After all, the mutant beasts and demonic beasts of the entire Rakshasa Country might now be gathered in Emperor Luo City. If he reached the city and slaughtered them, the lifespan he accumulated might match everything he had gained before.
That would mean at least ten million years, possibly even twenty million.
If he left now, he could only take these 3.62 million years