At that moment, a sense of honor rose deep within the old man's heart. He knew it was time for him to act.
The cultivation technique he practiced was highly unusual and exceptionally secretive.
Without a sound, he transformed his own aura into that of the Devil Race.
This aura was extremely subtle and difficult to detect under normal circumstances.
He secretly gave the warriors around him a meaningful glance.
They nodded to him.
Everyone knew what their teammate was capable of.
Their leader said to the devil before them, "Don't hurt the children. Make way for him."
Soon, a passage opened up.
The devil was delighted. "At least you know what's good for you."
He unconsciously quickened his pace.
These people really were such blockheads. They actually dared to let me go.
Heh, in the days ahead, just wait for my revenge.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded not far away.
"My lord, over here."
The voice was very faint.
Without listening closely, it would have been impossible to notice.
At the same time, a wisp of the Devil Race's aura silently appeared in the distance.
Though it vanished in a flash.
The devil still detected it.
Joy stirred in his heart. He had never expected another devil to be hiding among the Human Race. He had known it-as powerful as the Human Race was, they could not possibly have cleared out every last devil.
He hurried in that direction.
Soon, he saw a figure flash past.
The figure went straight into an underground passage.
Without hesitation, he darted inside as well.
Soon, he spotted the figure ahead.
A wisp of the Devil Race's aura flickered over the man's body from time to time.
However, this fellow was not strong. He had not even reached the Immortal Realm and