An elderly man with jet-black scales covering his face then poked his head out.
"I am Mo Kanggao of the Demon Abomination Race. High Immortals, please grace our cave dwelling with your presence so we may talk!"
"Uh!"
At the request, Hou Yue'er's face immediately showed hesitation.
She did not know what lay inside the cave. If an ambush awaited them, rushing in would leave them caught off guard.
But when she sensed that the old man was only at Dao Integration Perfection, she cast her worries aside.
If they dared ambush the four of them, they would need enough strength to back it up.
And this group's strongest members were only in the Combining Dao Realm. The rest were women, children, and the elderly.
Hou Yue'er felt that even if she stood still and let them attack, they could not harm her in the slightest.
With that thought, she hesitated no longer. She turned into a streak of light and flew straight into the cave below.
Seeing this, Luo Yi and the others who remained exchanged glances.
In the end, the three followed Steward Gao into the cave, helplessness written across his face.
The passage twisted and spiraled, evidently designed to give its inhabitants places to hide if enemies invaded.
After who knew how many twists and turns through the underground passage, the four suddenly emerged into a brighter space.
Inside a carefully excavated, damp cavern, figures with dark skin and scales were packed tightly together.
They all hugged their knees and hung their heads, looking terrified beyond measure.
At a glance, there were no more than a few hundred of them.
As the four arrived one after another, the people stirred.
Some seemed to have seen hope, others to have met despair. Low, mournful sounds rose from them,