Time ticked past, second by second, and the Demonfolk Army assembled with remarkable speed. The Demonfolk had never been slow; they had only been scattered across different locations to keep them hidden.
Now that they were being mobilized openly, their speed was naturally impressive. "Say, won't the people from the Bright Yang Kingdom notice us making such a big show of this?" one Demon Spirit Master whispered to the man beside him as they deployed the Demonfolk.
The other man looked scornful. "How could they? All the scouts nearby have been transferred away. How would the Bright Yang Kingdom find out? Those fellows would only leak information about us if they were tired of living." By "those fellows," he naturally meant the Feng Family. Without their help, how could they have gathered so many Demonfolk here?
With the Feng Family's help, they might not have been able to run rampant throughout the Southern Cloud Kingdom, but they could at least act without so many restraints.
Once the Demonfolk finished assembling, the army set out, slowly advancing toward the center of the battlefield. Along the way, every Demon Spirit Master was exceptionally vigilant, overlooking nothing around them that might be suspicious.
"Search carefully, all of you. Don't let that brat fool you. You know what will happen to you if he escapes." The general shouted his warning as they advanced. Those words immediately made the Demon Spirit Masters search even more thoroughly.
They even suspected that Huo Hai had deliberately created the spectacle in the sky to deceive them. Perhaps he and his companions were hiding somewhere, waiting to escape at their leisure once the Demonfolk Army passed. Hadn't they themselves hidden their Demonfolk underground earlier? Thus, the ground beneath them became the focus of the Demon Spirit Masters' inspections.
Unfortunately,