Zhou Yan and his companions emerged from the Demonic Qi Passage without trouble. They stood where Zhou Yan and Xia Qingchen had stood before, watching the Devil Race armies stream in from every direction. The others' faces darkened. Only by seeing such a scene with their own eyes could they feel its shock and pressure.
Some sights had to be seen with their own eyes before they could feel the shock and pressure of them.
"Let's go."
After a long moment, Zhou Yan looked at the other five and spoke calmly.
Yue Yuna and the others said nothing. They followed him in silence, each lost in different thoughts.
Yet whatever reluctance and hesitation some of them had harbored quickly vanished.
Seeing once was better than hearing a hundred times. Many things had to be witnessed firsthand before needless doubts and notions fell away.
Zhou Yan was proof of that. After entering the Demon Realm once, all he wanted was to kill that powerful Devil Race outsider as soon as possible.
Otherwise, none of them would have a future.
The others did not understand him. They thought he was too impatient.
But Zhou Yan knew it was not impatience. The situation was as urgent as a raging fire!
They had to seize even a single step's advantage; they could not afford to lag behind by half a beat.
Zhou Yan and the others traveled more than a hundred li before reaching a secluded spot.
He immediately took a piece of clothing from his Storage Ring and handed it to Mingxia True Person. "Sorry for the trouble."
The clothing belonged to Xia Qingchen. Zhou Yan had specifically asked for it to use as a link to trace him.
Mingxia True Person excelled at spells of this kind, so Zhou Yan left the