At the entrance to the Jinling Secret Realm, shadows suddenly appeared one after another in the once-clear sky, casting a vast swath of darkness over the ground.
Terrifying auras also pressed forward with wild ferocity.
Fortunately, neither the formation at the secret realm entrance nor the secret realm itself showed the slightest problem.
Jinling and several Sixth Stage Negative-Origin Turtles guarding the entrance hurried out as well.
"My lord, congra..." The two Negative-Origin Turtles had no particular talents, but they were adept at sizing up the situation and currying favor. Just as they were about to offer congratulations, they noticed the unusual look on their lord's face and immediately fell silent as cicadas in winter.
"Looks like I was overthinking it!" Jinling let out a long breath.
Although they had failed to capture that faction, there were still quite a few treasures here.
"Jinling, we should return as well," the Wasabi Demon Lord and the Earth-Origin Demon Lord both said.
Seeing this, the increasingly anxious Yellow Earth Demon Venerable could not help but speak.
"My lord, could they have gone to the trading location?" Yellow Earth Demon Venerable did not understand.
Since the other side had not been luring the tiger away from the mountain, why had they arranged a date?
As for something happening to its own secret realm, that possibility had never crossed its mind.
After all, the other side was surely an Eight Stage faction. In its view, the few treasures in its secret realm were far from worth the trouble.
"Go back and take a look. Fellow Daoist Yuan Hu, Fellow Daoist Qi Yan, I fear we won't be able to continue searching today. The other side must have received word." Demon Lord Jinling glared at Yellow Earth, then looked toward Sage Lord Prayer-Smoke and Sage