That night, more demonic creatures attacked again, and the cultivators did not appear; hundreds of menial workers vanished once more.
On the third day, the caravan suddenly stopped amidst intense noises from afar.
"Senior cultivators are vanquishing demons ahead..."
Upon hearing this, all the menial workers were overjoyed, shouting praises for the cultivators.
Zhao Yu, however, wanted to see the methods of the cultivators here, but the distance was too great, and he could hardly hear the sounds of the fight, let alone see it.
After just over ten minutes, the caravan set off again. When everyone passed the site of the battle, they were all shocked.
Within a few dozen meters, signs of battle were everywhere, particularly the thick trees snapped in half, which amazed the menial workers who thought the cultivators were indeed godlike.
Zhao Yu merely observed briefly and, detecting nothing revealing, continued following the group.
By afternoon, the caravan was noisy once again.
