In the early morning, the Heavenly Demon City was shrouded in pale purple demonic mist, and the dew condensing on the city walls shimmered with a bloody hue. Ling Xiao stood in the center of the plaza, flanked by the fully prepared Ghost King Yuanyun, as well as Qingxuan and Hongyi, the two sword spirits who had insisted on coming along.
"Young Master, do you really not want to bring more men?" Huo Wu bit her lower lip, golden flames dancing restlessly at her fingertips. "The Nether Ruins Mountain is a den of dragons and snakes right now..."
Ling Xiao shook his head, his black robes fluttering slightly in the morning wind. "More people would only make us conspicuous. With Old Hei's speed, we can make our escape in time should we encounter danger."
Chapter 511