Once again, he rushed out for several hours in one go.
He was already completely far from the Qingyang Xiao Family by several thousand miles.
The sky was getting dark, the setting sun swallowed by distant mountains.
Soon the entire world was completely black.
Jiang Shi finally stopped.
"We can't keep rushing; it seems tonight we have to spend the night in the woods."
Jiang Shi spoke.
䀚!
The Great Demon Horse responded with a sound, nodding repeatedly in agreement.
Ah!
Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed from the dark forest, accompanied by chaotic footsteps, suggesting someone was frantically escaping.
Jiang Shi suddenly turned around, his gaze sharp like lightning in the night.
Even that Great Demon Horse turned its head at once but soon its fur bristled, sensing something ominous; it was the innate intuition for danger that belonged to a Demon Beast.
That kind of crisis penetrated the bloodline, deriving from a fear of higher-level Demon Beasts.
