The massive procession wound its way deep into the mountains of Slaughtering Spirit Mountain, aiming to enter the Dark Demon Domain. They needed to trudge over Green Mountain. Even though Green Mountain was merely a branch of Slaughtering Spirit Mountain, it was not without its share of high-level magical beasts, as well as numerous quarrying teams from various major forces. The obstacles along the way were nearly unimaginable.
Within the group, there were hardly any able-bodied adults capable of combat; including the not yet fully grown Chen Hui, there were fewer than sixteen. The elderly, the weak, women, and children made up as many as forty-two individuals. Migrating with so many people was a colossal undertaking. Though Thunderbolt and Ling Mo were leading the way, as both magical beasts could shapeshift and Ling Mo was even a Three-Headed Hellhound with extraordinary night vision, by midnight, even they began to feel overwhelmed.
