"They came fast."
Luo Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly, raised a hand to wipe the blood from his face, and swept his gaze around.
Between the two peaks stood no fewer than a dozen figures. All were renowned powerhouses from the various Immortal Sects of the Heng River Lineage, old generals who had served the Royal Scion for many years.
"Did I miscalculate?"
He sensed the dense aura of an array all around them. The pervasive moisture was like a net cast over heaven and earth, already sealing Eagle-Sorrow Ravine tight.
Every face was familiar. Each had been accounted for in Luo Fengming's calculations; they were not reinforcements newly dispatched by Heng River.
Under normal circumstances, these Nascent Soul Immortal Scions should have been entangled by the many unaffiliated Demon Kings, unable to break free.
Yet now, not only had they arrived, they had even had enough time to set up an array in advance before finally revealing themselves.
That was impossible.
Not to mention that the Demon Kings outnumbered these Heng River Immortal Scions, and with the Luo Family's help, they had learned of the other side's movements beforehand. How could they have been defeated so quickly?
Even if they truly had lost, why had he not received a single message? Could the Demon Kings have been wiped out to the last man, without even one escaping?
Utter nonsense!
"You calculated the strength of both sides, but you overlooked the human heart."
"The Luo Family used the Carefree Method as bait, so those it attracted were naturally people who cherished their lives. Demon Kings like them, once they realized the situation was beyond saving, would only choose to protect themselves wisely and slip away without a sound."
Despair welled in Old He's eyes as his face darkened. "They feared