On the ground, a whopping team lasting about 6,00 miles was driven out of the camp of demons, which was composed of millions of wailing Hua civilians in shabby clothes, old or young, male or female.
Those wing demons were monitoring these Hua civilians while iron-armored demons and ox-head demons were lashing them brutally from behind.
As it was December, it was pretty cold. Those Hua civilians in shabby clothes quivered in the chilly wind. Being threatened by the sabers and axes of demons, they were watching afar in a daze as they crawled with fear towards the wilderness. They didn't know their destiny at all.
