Half a month later, in early June, under a secluded and dimly lit tree, several individuals began arranging formations.
Every person was on high alert.
Only after finishing the arrangements did they relax.
"We'll hide here first, take turns watching our surroundings, and alert each other immediately if there's an issue."
Zheng Shijiu sat down exhausted.
Half a month ago, they were forced to engage in a defensive battle and hadn't been able to leave at all.
The demons didn't allow much time for preparation, but luckily, their strength was passable.
They could manage, but now, they fought while retreating.
They used to chase the demons, but in just a short span of days, everything reversed.
They became the prey, while the demons became the hunters.
"When will this end?" Xin Yuyue leaned against a tree with numerous injuries.
"We can't contact the outside." Duan Yu's complexion grew even paler.
