Four days later.
South Demon Land.
Several miles away from Cyan Lotus Mountain.
In a mountain forest.
"Damn it, Zhao Yi, run faster!"
"My butt got bitten, how can I run faster? You guys help pull me!"
"The demonic beasts are catching up again!"
A group of Flying Wing Tigers were relentlessly chasing after three ragged cultivators.
The three, hair loose and bodies filthy, fled the forest in a disgraceful state.
It seemed that they entered the Cyan Lotus Mountain area, and the Flying Wing Tigers finally stopped chasing them.
The three lay on the ground, panting heavily, still shaken.
"Why are the demonic beasts in South Demon Land so ferocious?"
Four days ago, they had set off from Yunling Town, heading towards Cyan Lotus Mountain with anxious and excited hearts, eager to ask Xia Qinglian in person if she truly was the Divine Maiden.
With optimism in their hearts, they did not anticipate the journey to be so challenging.
