Han Li swept his gaze around in all directions.
All he saw in every direction was still a boundless expanse of ocean, and the distant sky was a stretch of deep blue. Aside from a few inconspicuous white clouds, there was nothing else eye‑catching at all.
"We're only four or five days away from our destination now. That Node may not be large and lies in a remote corner of the Xuan Wu Region, but the Demon Clan army in this area belongs to the Bao Mo Clan, the most bloodthirsty and warlike of the Demon Clan. These Bao Mo delight in contest and slaughter. The entire Xuan Wu Region is now wreathed in flames of war, far more chaotic than several other places. So we must be doubly careful in our advance below." The Ancestral Patriarch Long said to everyone with a solemn expression.
