Cold Moon Pool, a body of water spanning several thousand li.
At this moment, at the Silver Flood Dragon King's command, the entire region was packed with demons. They searched frantically in every direction, combing through every corner along the way.
They would not overlook any clue, like hunting hounds on the trail.
It could be said that every demon around Cold Moon Pool had been mobilized, all for the sake of finding that human little thief and killing the human who had dared challenge the Demon King's dignity!
Yet after searching all night, they found absolutely nothing.
Countless demons hung their heads in dejection, utterly unable to figure out where that damned human was hiding.
All of a sudden, a Grandmaster demon cried out, "We've been tricked, Your Majesty! We've been tricked again!"
What? Tricked again?!
The faces of many demons turned half green. They were practically allergic to those words by now; they had become taboo. Every time they heard them, it felt as though they were being slapped across the face.
"How were we tricked again?" a demon asked in confusion.
The Silver Flood Dragon King clenched his fists and looked over as well.
"Earlier, Silver Flood Dragon City had its gates tightly shut, and the city's restriction formations were activated. If anyone had left, it would have been impossible not to alert anything, impossible to depart without a sound. The same applied to that human."
The Grandmaster demon gritted its teeth. "The reason that human left a note at the city gate was to deceive us into believing he had already left Silver Flood Dragon City."
"In reality, that human never left. He was still hiding in some corner of Silver Flood Dragon City."
"But when we were enraged, we didn't think at all. We simply