Just as the Immortal Venerable held back the pursuers, Wang Yingxuan, Wang Lici, and the others had already led the captives a considerable distance away.
Under the cover of night, several hundred ragged captives staggered through mountains and forests, supporting one another as they ran in silence, not daring to pause for even a moment. Yet though they had exerted every ounce of strength and moved far faster than ordinary people, they were still on a completely different level from the Demon King Fortresses' pursuers.
There was no helping it. The shackles on their bodies restricted the circulation of their Profound Qi, and those shackles could not be removed quickly. Even with Wang Lici, Wang Yingxuan, and the others assisting through every possible means, they could not match the speed of the fortress's elite soldiers.
Moreover, after travelling hundreds of li in a single night, their stamina was gradually running dry. Their injuries and weakened condition increasingly magnified their negative effects. Not only did their speed fail to increase, it grew slower and slower.
Zhang Huaibing continuously poured Profound Qi into a Wind Spirit Orb, using its power to speed everyone up, yet his heart remained full of worry. He could not help sending Wang Yingxuan a voice transmission. "Junior Sister Yingxuan, are you really sure Suiyun Princess will send people to meet us? What if she fails to understand the message you were trying to convey?"
This was Devil Race territory. The distance to the human defensive zone was more than merely several thousand li. Once the Immortal Venerable's projection was destroyed, without anyone to meet them, these captives would undoubtedly die!
"Then it means Sister Suiyun is too foolish to be the next Immortal Emperor, and I will definitely stop her from ascending the throne later." Wang Yingxuan