Jiang Xiaobai, Tu Qiu, and Bai Feng left Jiyun Mountain, heading towards Hope Island.
Along the way, the sea water below was no longer blue, but had turned black. This journey spanned thousands of miles, covering a vast area, and demon soldiers could be seen rampaging all along the way.
Since the Demon Lord's resurrection, his overwhelming deterrence has led many sects and individuals to pledge allegiance to him. Nowadays, the Demon Lord is even more powerful than he was in his prime.
Back then, there was still a God Emperor opposing him, but now there's nothing, so all the fickle supporters naturally switched sides to the Demon Lord.
"I have a very ominous premonition."
Bai Feng furrowed his brows, having seen far too many wicked demon soldiers along the way, his heart shrouded in a shadow.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
