The continent had everything—mountains, rivers, and streams—and quite a few Demon Beasts lived here in leisurely comfort.
Ye Lin entered with his hands behind his back, striding steadily across the continent.
Calling it a continent would be less accurate than calling it the summit of that mountain peak from before.
Having traveled far and wide and witnessed countless strange sights, Ye Lin was not the least bit surprised by the scenery here, as though it were an everyday occurrence.
After only a few steps, Ye Lin heard innumerable roars rising from all directions, the howls of Demon Beasts ringing ceaselessly in his ears.
And those roars were clearly directed at him.
Yet Ye Lin had no mind to care whether the Demon Beasts were targeting him. Instead, he was searching for the dozens of auras that had vanished.
He had clearly sensed dozens of unfamiliar auras here earlier, but the moment he entered, they disappeared without a trace.
Based on his one-sided guess, those dozens of auras naturally belonged to Evil Demons.
After all, normal cultivators would not casually reveal their own auras.
Doing so in the wilderness could draw the attention of certain terrifying existences.
When traveling outside, unless one was exceptionally powerful, everyone kept a lower profile than the next.
Those who could cultivate to such a realm were all kings of the path of survival.
The brainless fools had long since reincarnated hundreds of times over.
"Something's not right. I clearly sensed dozens of auras here. Why did they vanish the moment I arrived?"
"And this place is just an ordinary patch of land. There are no ruins, no other living beings—only these Demon Beasts."
"Where exactly are those guys hiding?"
Ye Lin stood in the center of the continent, continuously sensing the auras coming from every