Chang Yu paid it no mind. His gaze swept across the surroundings as his figure continued to streak through the sky like lightning. At that moment, Lan Dianzi suddenly slowed down and turned to ask, "Junior Brother Chang, something just occurred to me. I'd like to ask you about it."
"Hehe, please speak, Senior Brother!" Chang Yu answered without a moment's thought.
"You tell me... for the sake of rescuing Master, has the entire Creation Sect coming out in full force been somewhat unworthy?"
"Ah?" Chang Yu froze, somewhat puzzled. "What do you mean, Senior Brother?"
"Hehe, I mean nothing else! Like you, although I arrived several days earlier, I encountered quite a few demon beasts and members of the Demon Race along the way! Forty percent of the disciples under my command were lost! Moreover, according to the intelligence gathered by the Demon Race within our sect, this Biqingyu is exactly as the Luoyi Merchant Alliance reported: an exceedingly dangerous place within the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons! That Demon King possesses the strength of Origin Energy Eighth Rank. Even Master was imprisoned by that Demon King. If we go... aren't we simply throwing eggs against a rock?"
"Sigh, indeed!" Chang Yu nodded. "Although Master's divine abilities are vast, and his future strength will certainly reach Origin Power seventh and eighth grade, he is ultimately still young. He cannot compare with the Demon Race members of the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons, who have lived for hundreds of thousands or even several hundred thousand years at the drop of a hat. Besides, the foundation of our Creation Sect is ultimately too weak. We simply cannot compare to Biqingyu!"
"Especially now that the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range has been discovered by the Immortal Palace. They are about to