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"Well, they should be avoiding the Heavenly Tribulation, so how could they dare to come out?" Black Mountain Old Demon shook his head.
"Exactly. As long as it's not someone from above the Divine Realm taking action, there's nothing to fear," Black Python understood.
Black Mountain Old Demon nodded slightly; strength was indeed a source of confidence.
"What should we do with this person?" Black Mountain Old Demon pointed at the figure in black robes on the ground.
Black Python glanced over, and in a flash, the shadow moved. With a sharp crack, the black-robed man's head shattered. "Of course, he's dead. Am I supposed to keep him for the New Year?"
A fleeting look of greed and regret crossed Black Mountain Old Demon's eyes. "What a pity. If I had known, I would have eaten him."
Suddenly, Black Python turned around, his serpent-like eyes narrowing.
Black Mountain Old Demon was startled. "What’s wrong, little brother?"
Slowly, Black Python spoke, "Brother, if you acknowledge me as your sibling, then please refrain from eating humans. From now on, the entire Black Mountain is off-limits for that."
Black Mountain Old Demon was taken aback. "Why not? Human flesh is still quite tasty."
Black Python remained silent, merely fixing his gaze on him with his serpent eyes.
"Alright, alright. I’ll listen to you. No more human flesh," Black Mountain Old Demon finally conceded.
Black Python nodded. "Thank you, brother."
Black Mountain Old Demon felt somewhat flattered and quickly added, "There's no need for such formality. Honestly, humans aren't that delicious; I don't really like them anyway."
Black Python chuckled softly. "If I hadn't seen those white bones buried in Black Mountain, I might have believed you."
Meanwhile, Qin Feng and the others were on their way again, this time with an additional person—Han Qing.
Han Qing sat alone in a carriage and directly pulled Ning Caichen and Zhu Fang into his vehicle since they were of the same age.
As they got closer to the capital city, everyone's expressions grew more serious.
The roadside was almost littered with white bones, far worse than what they had seen around Qingshan Mansion.
Nie Rong looked at the remains and coldly remarked, "These must be people who fled to the capital but met their end on the road."
Ning Caichen couldn't help but ask Nie Da Ren, "Doesn't the court care about this?"
Nie Rong sighed bitterly. "Alas, His Majesty has grown old; he’s not as heroic as he once was."
What else could he say? Seeing the current situation made it clear that turmoil was brewing within the capital itself; even their own safety was uncertain.
Qin Feng was initially shocked, but soon his expression turned indifferent. Da Li was truly beyond saving.
He looked up at the surrounding forest, realizing that no one probably knew about the numerous monsters hidden within. Indeed, when his spiritual sense swept through, he was startled, but upon closer inspection, he found that they were all Little Demons.
He couldn't help but wonder if those wild beasts had consumed the flesh of the refugees and gained intelligence. Why wasn't Zhen Mo Si taking action? A look of confusion crossed his face.
Qin Feng deliberately concealed his presence, yet those demons showed no intention of attacking; they simply watched as he and his companions left. He certainly didn't believe that these demons would be so kind as to let them go unharmed.
He glanced up at the sun, which was tilting toward the west; it wouldn't be long before it set. "Nie Shu, what lies ahead? Is there a place to rest?" Qin Feng asked Nie Rong.
Nie Rong smiled and replied, "There's a temple on the mountain ahead, and its abbot is a High Monk. We can rest there tonight."
Qin Feng nodded slightly and cast a glance at the demons, hoping they would indeed have something important to attend to. Otherwise, those monsters would have long since trampled the temple.
Upon hearing that there was a temple ahead, everyone felt a surge of energy; after traveling for so long, they were beginning to feel fatigued. A carriage was no substitute for a comfortable bed.
The caravan quickly changed direction and headed into the mountains as the sky gradually darkened.
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