Hundreds of extraordinary steeds galloped down the road, raising a commotion impossible to miss.
Pan Long had only just taken flight. Before he could even see what was happening, he heard the heavy, crowded thunder of hooves.
For experts like them, who had at least Returned to the Natural State and could ride the wind, hoofbeats from dozens of miles away might as well have been a knock at the door.
...But they still fell far short of the Heaven Lion King. The Demon God had sensed the approaching force without waiting for any sound to reach him; his spiritual awareness alone covered dozens of miles.
From the moment the Heaven Lion King detected the riders to the moment he told them, and then to the moment they heard the hooves, a little over half a minute had passed.
It was not long, but it was enough time to make plenty of preparations.
To a Demon God, something happening dozens of miles away was happening "now."
To a True Person, it had happened "half a minute ago."
That was the difference.
With that much time, someone quick on the draw could have activated several Formations.
Even someone a little slower could at least cast a teleportation Spell and make a clean escape.
Given half a minute's head start to cast a teleportation Spell, no one under heaven could stop them. Even Bi Lingkong, the greatest Demon God in the world, could only kill an opponent in the "now." She could do nothing to an enemy who would be there "half a minute from now."
For the people galloping toward them, that distance meant not half a minute, but fifteen minutes or more.
That was ample time to react. Martial arts masters aside, even ordinary, well-trained soldiers could manage it, so