The cold moonlight sprinkled upon the Flying Boat.
Aunt Su stood at the rear of the Flying Boat, her expression grave.
Although everyone had guessed that the Demon Cultivators from the Green Sheep Society might catch up,
the fact that they had done so this quickly, just within a day, still brought about a sense of despair.
It shattered all hopes of a lucky escape.
Li Muyang stood at the end of the Flying Boat, watching the eight beams of Escaping Light chasing through the clouds behind, yet he noticed that these beams always maintained their distance and did not immediately rush forward.
Li Muyang was somewhat puzzled.
"Why don't they charge forward immediately?"
This was happening within the territory of the Demon Sect, where these Demon Cultivators were brazenly attacking a Direct Disciple in the wilderness. Shouldn't they want to end it as quickly as possible?
Why delay?
Were they not afraid that delays might lead to unexpected complications?
