In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Lu and the others have been in the new demon world for two years.
Of course, this two years period was only subjective time. Objectively, it was only two days.
For a group of human cultivators who lived in the land of demon race, a day was indeed like a year.
The new demon world was indeed like a dream. During those two days, under the guidance of Aba the guide, Wang Lu and his teammates saw all sorts of incredible things, witnessed how brilliant and bright the demon race civilization was, and profoundly understood how the demon race in the new demon world stand aloof from worldly affairs.
But all these did not help them solve their real problem.
"What do you guys think, can we really go back?"
In their residence, Zhou Mumu's voice appeared to be low in spirit.
