A day later.
In Ruins City, on the main street, Xia Ping was alone, using the Kunpeng Step to move swiftly. Several thousand Evil Demons followed close behind him, pursuing him relentlessly in a frenzy.
If anyone looked down from the sky, they would see countless Evil Demons swarming in from within a radius of over a dozen miles around Xia Ping, a vast black mass forming an enormous encirclement.
Under such circumstances, anyone would find it impossible to escape, even with wings.
"Aren't you afraid of dying? You still dare to chase me? Do you know how many Evil Demons you've lost these past few days?" Xia Ping shouted as he ran, trying to intimidate the Evil Demons.
"Afraid of shit! We Evil Demons have never feared death."
"Today, you're dead for sure, kid."
"I'd like to see where else you can run."
"The net has already been cast across heaven and earth. Even if you grow wings, you won't escape."
The Evil Demons sneered, looking at Xia Ping with disdain. His threats did not shake them in the slightest; instead, they were immensely excited. This kid finally knew what fear was.
Previously, this human had been outrageously arrogant, launching sneak attacks at every turn and killing who knew how many of their companions. Evil Demons had been burned alive by this human's flames, leaving not even bones behind.
But now, they had laid down a net across heaven and earth. No matter where this human fled, he would encounter vast numbers of Evil Demons surrounding him. There was nowhere for him to run.
"To be honest, we could actually be friends. No matter how great the conflict, we can talk it out. How about we coexist peacefully? Why must we both end up wounded?" Xia Ping offered his