After a whole night of cultivation, the sound of birds chirping in the forest echoed clearly in the early morning, resounding far through the morning woods.
Ling Zhenfei and Murong Liuqing opened their eyes almost simultaneously, as they both sensed the distant sound of Northern Spiritual Energy clashing—looks like the battle had begun with the first light of day.
This was really no surprise, as the forest was now the battlefield between humans and Demon Hunters.
The strong ones among the Demon Hunters were roaming around searching to kill human cultivators.
This reminded Ling Zhenfei of what Lu Tao had told them; Lu Tao and his group had been killed by a Demon Hunter.
Originally, Ling Zhenfei found it unbelievable, but after this night, he thought it very normal.
