Lin Yun and his group disappeared into the night. After a long moment, Xi Zijin was the first to speak. "We need to start preparing as well. We can't betray the trust Lin Yun has placed in us."
With Lin Yun gone, Xi Zijin seemed to revert to her usual icy demeanor. Even the tone of her voice grew cold.
Hearing Xi Zijin's words, everyone nodded. The Demon Palace Warriors had already gathered within the city. Now, only a thousand men were left to defend the Demon City and the other city, while eight of the Demon Palace's Commanders had assembled here.
Using the cover of darkness, Lin Yun led the Demon Palace's strongest team, racing eastward. At the same time, in the Divine Palace's main camp a hundred miles outside the city, Qing Zhu stood in the central tent. She looked down at Wei Yunhang, Song Tianyang, and three Divine Palace Commanders and asked,
"Will it still take two days for them to arrive?"
