Dai Yunze did not know whether he was imagining it, but he kept feeling an intensely burning gaze fixed on him from behind, making him rather uncomfortable. Still, he could hardly turn around at a time like this. Otherwise, he would end up staring wide-eyed at the eight people behind him, which would be terribly awkward.
The sky gradually darkened. Since they were flying west, they had an unobstructed view of the sunset. Although no one spoke, their eyes were filled with awe. Later, they landed for a short rest. Once again, Huo Yuhao prepared dinner for everyone, while the others searched for ingredients.
After eating their fill, everyone hurried to replenish the soul power they had spent flying, preparing to continue their journey. Concerned that they might not make it in time, they would have Xuan Zi carry them through the final stretch.
With Xuan Zi taking charge, they finally reached the Ming Dou Mountains on the Star Luo Empire's western border before midnight. The tremendous speed along the way, however, had been anything but pleasant. After landing, some were dizzy, others retched, and still others vomited. In short, not a single one of them felt well. It had to be said that Xuan Zi's level 98 cultivation was truly terrifying. Without his soul power protecting them throughout the journey, the air currents generated by their sheer speed alone could have killed Soul Masters with cultivation as low as Huo Yuhao's, Wang Dong's, and Xiao Xiao's.
Afterward, the Star Luo Empire's garrison troops noticed the commotion and rushed over. Dai Yueheng stepped forward to speak with them. As for Xuan Zi, he had already found an excuse to slip away. Who knew where he had gone to stuff his face?
The troops were led by an elderly man named