As time passed, the ranks behind Huo Yuhao grew ever larger, from a few hundred before to several thousand now.
Meanwhile, because Huo Yuhao and the others moved every day, their route and direction were never fixed, changing instead according to Huo Yuhao's need to investigate the situation.
Thus far, the Five Demon Kings of the Demon Plane had noticed nothing, or rather, they had never imagined that such a situation could arise.
This was just like their attitude toward this land: they only needed to extract what they required. As for anything that happened, so long as it did not threaten their rule, there was no need to care.
These Demons Monarchs only needed to keep their eyes on the other monarchs. To them, the other Demons Monarchs were their true enemies, while the Demons Legions under their command were merely tools for conveniently crushing their opponents. If necessary, even discarding those Demons Legions did not matter.
After all, aside from these Demons Monarchs' avatars and their own strength, nothing else mattered. If they used up the Demons Legions under their command, they could simply go outside and capture more.
Whether high-ranking or Low-Rank Demons within their Demons Legions, these Demons Monarchs fundamentally did not care about their circumstances, so long as they remained useful, much less the Low-Rank Demons wandering outside.
And so, in a region of the Demon Plane where the Five Demon Kings' forces intersected, Huo Yuhao and the several thousand Low-Rank Demons following him settled in a valley.
Their previous method of constantly wandering and relocating had indeed concealed their movements and allowed Huo Yuhao to investigate the specific circumstances of the Demon Plane. However, as the number of Low-Rank Demons following him grew, this approach was destined not to last.
Finding somewhere to settle