Those suspicious details had led Yun Qingmei to believe that Zhang Ming might be a Human Race cultivator. Yun Qing was...
the Prayer-Eerie Kui Buddha Beast, she had already sent Ling Xingkong a voice transmission.
At the time, however, Ling Xingkong had advised against bringing it up. Whatever the case, everyone was desperately trying to escape, and Zhang Ming's cultivation was not much lower than any of theirs.
If a battle broke out in such a confined space and he was driven into a corner, he might resort to taking them down with him—for instance, by detonating his own body. The four of them would hardly come out unscathed!
Ling Xingkong had told Yun Qingmei through voice transmission that Li Jiuchen and Su Wenzhou might already have their suspicions as well. Since neither of them had spoken up, why should their side do so?
If Zhang Ming was not of the Human Race, that would be fine; he would not take their words to heart. But if he really was a Human Race cultivator, escaping would no longer be his sole concern.
Once he began entertaining other thoughts, their side would inevitably suffer a chain reaction as well. They would have to guard against him in advance, constantly dividing their attention.
Rather than that, they might as well pretend not to know. Although everyone would still be wary of one another, their main attention would remain on overcoming the trials and escaping!
Now that they had risked their lives to overcome the trial and returned to the Heavenly Demon Grassland outside, as demon cultivators, they no longer wished to show a Human Race cultivator any courtesy. Even though Yun Qingmei had been grateful to Zhang Ming earlier, a powerful member of the Human Race who came to the central Heavenly