Master? What master?
Ye Han also saw the Cultivators racing toward them from every direction. Most were Demon Cultivators, Half-Step True Immortals of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm...
Anyone who could enter the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Tomb and survive until now must possess cultivation and divine abilities far beyond other Cultivators of the same rank. They would not be easy to deal with. If they charged up and surrounded them, Ye Han would be at a severe disadvantage in battle, since his spell power had yet to recover...
Yet Fairy Water Dew had suddenly called out, telling Ye Han to leave with them, and claiming that some master had sent them to help him?
What sort of master could command even Half-Step True Immortals? Could it be a True Immortal?
Were they subordinates of the Night Spirit Immortal Emperor?
That was the first possibility Ye Han thought of. The only one who knew he had come to the Ten Thousand Demons Realm, and then to the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Tomb, should have been that True Immortal, the Night Spirit Immortal Emperor...
But Cultivators were full of cunning schemes. What if this was merely an excuse to deceive him, so they could slowly deal with him once he left with them?
Still, Ye Han quickly made his decision. Rather than fall into these Demon Cultivators' encirclement, he would flee with Fairy Fire Spirit and Fairy Water Dew first. Once his spell power recovered and he broke the curse, there should still be time to deal with them...
Ye Han immediately shouted, "All right!"
As he spoke, power erupted from his body, and he charged at tremendous speed in one direction...
Boom, boom, boom...
The strength of Ye Han's physical body was truly terrifying. With every step, the bones covering