Wang Yan walked with steady strides, weaving through the winding paths of the giant peaks in Liangzhou. An air of untamed wildness and detached composure surrounded him. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting mottled shadows across his resolute face and adding a touch of warmth to his solitary journey. He muttered to himself, wondering how the recent abnormal movements of the Demon race were like the gathering winds before a storm, making their underlying intentions impossible to fathom.
"Could it be that some unknown secret is hidden deep within these mountains, drawing the Demon race here in droves?" Wang Yan pondered inwardly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He knew well that as an elite among the human race cultivators, being a body cultivator who relied on raw physical power, he possessed no divine weapons or precious treasures. Yet his skin and bones were as tough as copper and iron, enough to shake mountains and withstand a force of tens of thousands of jun.
Just as he was lost in thought, a burst of noisy commotion shattered the tranquility of the mountain forest. "An individual of the human race has been spotted near the captain's side!" a demon's voice exploded like thunder, carrying an unquestionable majesty and urgency. Wang Yan started slightly, a faint smile then curving the corners of his lips as an inexplicable fighting spirit surged in his heart. He turned around, his gaze piercing like torches as he stared directly at the mighty army of th…
Chapter 27