At nightfall.
Central Military Camp.
Yibai sat at the head, alone in the tent, lost in thought.
That Mountain Lord...
had run away.
And he had taken a bunch of Demons with him as they fled.
The Mountain Lord must have gone to South State, but what about those Demons?
Where did those Demons go?
This matter was too strange.
His army wasn't blind; if there had been such a major development, would he not know about it?
Right under his nose, the Lord of Northern Province Mountains and those Demons had all mysteriously disappeared.
"True Dragon."
Old Tortoise entered the tent.
"How did it go?"
Yibai looked up and asked.
"I've written about the events here in detail and have sent the report back to the Celestial Court," Old Tortoise answered.
"Good," Yibai nodded.
After he had pacified Qingqian Mountain, he, knowing about the Lord of Northern Province Mountains, immediately had Old Tortoise draft the report to notify Celestial Court.
