Haotian hurried to set things up on East Palace Island.
Once those attending the birthday celebration entered the island, leaving again would not be so simple.
Xuanyuan and his party of more than a dozen traveled through the gaps in the Devil Race's territory.
They were not moving very fast, but they had only just entered Devil Race territory.
Already, they felt deeply ill at ease.
Although most of them were experts at the peak quasi-saint stage,
they were still subject to contamination by demonic qi within the Devil Race's domain.
They had to exercise the utmost caution, because the Holy Monk was no longer there to cleanse the demonic qi from them.
Even now, Xuanyuan and the others still felt how much easier things had been with the Holy Monk around.
Unfortunately, the Holy Monk had already entered reincarnation.
Their small team was powerful.
And when it came to concealment, they enjoyed an even greater advantage.
Xuanyuan and the others entered a mountain hollow called Heavenly Longevity Land. "We've already reached the heart of Devil Race territory, but why haven't we seen a single member of the Devil Race along the way?"
Xuanyuan's doubts were shared by everyone.
Zhao Gongming hesitated. "Could they all have gone to the front lines? After all, the Star Race is at war with them now."
Xuanyuan shook his head. "Where are these supposed front lines? We haven't found them anywhere."
"Logically speaking, after so many battles, even if corpses weren't strewn across the wilderness, the land should at least be stained with blood! How could it look like this?"
Everyone understood what Xuanyuan meant.
They had not seen so much as a bird along the way.
It was as though the entire Devil Race had withdrawn.
At that moment, one of the