"Are there over a hundred thousand demon citizens buried below this?" Wu Zetian was also surprised: "No wonder the entire Biantian City has become so empty."
"Let's go back."
Yang Tian said, taking Wu Zetian with him, flying back towards Biantian City.
When Yang Tian landed inside the hall, he raised his voice and called out: "Old Demon!"
"Great King, what do you need from me?"
The Old Demon quickly walked in.
"Inform the Demon Ministers that the demon citizens of Biantian City have been found!"
Yang Tian said lightly.
"Yes!"
The Old Demon hurried out.
Before long, the Celestial Demon Ministers, drawn by Yang Tian's message, gathered around anxiously, asking one by one: "Biantian City had a full hundred thousand demon citizens, Your Majesty, where are they?"
"Follow me."
Yang Tian led a demon army, heading towards the valley outside the city.
In that valley, a faint and intermittent scent of blood floated in the air.
