The journey of more than ten thousand li was, for a Spirit Transformation cultivator, a matter of only a very short time. Even though Mu Guyue had concealed her aura and slowed down to avoid drawing attention, it still took little time.
A vast, dark military camp appeared in Li Yan's eyes. Having already surveyed the surrounding area, he had long understood the general situation here. A formation like this was not something he could forcibly break.
In the air, Mu Guyue flew directly toward the middle of the camp. Before long, two black-armored patrol squads on different routes appeared in the sky outside the grand formation not far away.
They spotted the two figures flying over so openly at once. Their experience was abundant, and they did not immediately shout a challenge. Instead, as though facing a great enemy, they instantly confirmed the newcomers' identities.
"Greetings, Commander!"
The moment they clearly saw Mu Guyue's face, the two squads of black-armored guards immediately halted in midair and saluted from afar. At the same time, when their eyes swept over the man in the Grey Mask, nearly all of them showed a peculiar look.
Outsiders rarely came here, and no devilish aura emanated from this Grey Masked man. Nor was he clad in armor, so he presumably was not a cultivator of the Black Devil Race.
Yet he was following closely beside the Devil Marshal, and they could not see through his cultivation at all. They did not dare question him casually!
Mu Guyue merely gave a light wave of her hand. Then, with a dip of her figure, she descended directly toward the formation below. A ring of faint silver radiance emerged over her body, spreading out to envelop Li Yan as well.
A faint red glow flashed at her