Dusk was approaching.
In this area, the wilderness undulated with the hills, and the roars of terrifying Demon Beasts echoed from time to time.
Su Yie and the others were still speeding on the Demon Cloud, following the direction indicated by Ren Wokuang at full speed.
All the way, Ren Wokuang boasted about his foster father, causing the Piercing Arm Monkey to be repeatedly stunned.
Could there really be such a strong person in the world?
He could almost rival Emperor Su!
Su Yie also became deeply curious about his foster father, and Han Yuandao felt as if a cat was scratching his heart, yet he dared not deduce further.
He believed Ren Wokuang's words without doubt.
Only such a strong person could cause him such painful backlash during his deductions.
"How much longer?"
The Piercing Arm Monkey interrupted Ren Wokuang's bragging to ask.
Ren Wokuang pondered and said, "There should be the time of burning one incense stick left to reach there."
