Moreover, based on historical experience, any demon clan that has targeted Chen Mo has not met a good end, with the survival rate still at zero.
Even someone as strong as the Demon Lord "cannot escape death," so she naturally would not risk herself.
This time, upon learning that Chen Mo was leaving the Capital City, the Vermilion Bird followed from a distance, not even attempting a closer look.
"My right eyelid keeps twitching; I feel a bit of danger..."
"Approaching that flying boat recklessly might lead to something bad happening."
Although the destination of Chen Mo's journey was unknown, it could be speculated that he was heading for the Southern Border. After a brief contemplation, the Vermilion Bird lifted her hand, and the surrounding clouds surged, transforming into a snow-white hawk.
"Screech!"
The hawk raised its head in a long cry, then flapped its wings and flew southward.
The Vermilion Bird herself went in the opposite direction.
