Early the next morning.
The burly man in black from the Golden Ape Tribe knocked on Han Heavenly Journey's door again.
"Creak!"
The door opened. Han Heavenly Journey stood inside, still powerfully built and imposing in appearance, his eyes flashing with an intimidating gleam.
The burly man instinctively swept him with his Divine Sense and sensed no change in his aura.
His cultivation was still at the half-step Source Emperor realm, and a powerful Metal Origin Power coursed within him. Only then did the man withdraw his gaze in relief.
"Mister Han, our people have returned. You can leave with us now."
He also handed Han Heavenly Journey a jade bottle.
"Mister Han, this is an Illusory Demon Pill. Taking it will temporarily transform your aura and disguise you as a member of the Demon Race, making it easier for us to leave the city."
Han Heavenly Journey nodded slightly.
"All right."
A short while later, Han Heavenly Journey, clad in a black robe and emanating Demon Qi, followed the burly man in black out of the room.
Outside the inn, the caravan had already assembled. Han Heavenly Journey was assigned a carriage within the caravan, where he sat alone.
He looked through the carriage curtain at the passing streets, then glanced back toward the Human Race's side.
He shook his head slightly.
"I suppose this counts as passing my own doorstep without going inside."
At the same time, a trembling Divine Sense transmission came from within a Bronze Coffin Space.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, Demon Race territory is dangerous. The Golden Ape Tribe's Golden Ape King is no kindly soul. His strength is no less than Ye Beixuan's.
"What exactly are you going there to do?"
Inside the carriage, a faint, amused smile appeared on Han Heavenly Journey's face.
Indeed,