After circling around several times, he still saw no Demonic Beasts appear.
The three had already closed their eyes and meditated, utterly motionless, as though they had fallen asleep.
Seeing that no one was watching over him, Yi Feng openly began slacking off. He walked straight to the front of the flying boat, single-mindedly waiting for the XP fodder to appear.
But the moment he moved away, the three noticed him.
Although Lan Star and the other two had entered the Void Realm, they still retained a trace of perception. They could sense everything within thirty zhang and communicate through voice transmission; they were not completely unaware.
The young expert sent a doubtful voice transmission, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.
"This kid's actions are suspicious. He may not be trustworthy. What if he intends us harm, or recklessly attracts Demonic Beasts? What then?"
"Why not let me keep watch over the surroundings?"
The old man's reply came soothingly. "No matter. A junior with such shallow cultivation is not worth worrying about."
His words were steadier and showed a little more breadth of heart.
They naturally earned the leading woman's approval, and her gentle voice rang out.
"Indeed. His cultivation is ordinary; there is no need to pay him much heed."
"I have already set down two restrictions. If a powerful threat appears, the restrictions will be triggered and retaliate. Even experts of the Devil Race may not be able to break through them easily."
"If something truly goes wrong, the restrictions will awaken me. If we are surrounded and ambushed by Demonic Beasts, someone with his cultivation would not survive either. Provoking Demonic Beasts would be no different from seeking his own death. Though his cultivation is low, he does not seem like a fool bent on dying."