Ji Yuan's attention was also on Yan Fei, Lu Chengfeng, and Zuo Wuji at this moment.
After seeing the three of them up close, he discovered that each of them—especially Zuo Wuji—was entwined with an extremely obscure and peculiar aura.
It differed from Human Vitality, demon qi, and vital energy and blood. It was like the Yellow Family Purple Qi he had seen before, something that existed in terms of fate and fortune, yet it was unlike anything he had ever encountered.
This made Ji Yuan look forward even more to the changes that would come to Zuo Wuji and the others in the future.
By all rights, he could not allow these three martial arts prodigies to perish prematurely within this demon's grotto-heaven.
However, while Ji Yuan and Old Ox knew that Yan Fei and the others were present, the latter were completely unaware of it.
They merely understood that even more powerful demons had arrived, and deeply realized that the master and his two disciples had absolutely been targeted.
The demons' stares were practically undisguised.
Now that Yan Fei and the other two had stepped onto the path of martial arts, they possessed a perception much like Spiritual Sense, perhaps even sharper than that of some immortal cultivators.
The dreadful pressure and killing intent emanating from the demons were exceedingly clear, making the three of them feel even more oppressed. They knew they would most likely be unable to escape death.
The carts delivering provisions at the city gate had stopped coming in, and the crowd began to stir.
They knew they would soon be able to collect food.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."
The two men who had been beating the gongs slowly moved aside as they continued striking them, then stopped one after another. The somewhat ear-piercing