The battle at the cave entrance raged on, and after Chen Yang left that place, he sprinted for two or three miles.
He climbed up to a high peak.
From the peak, it was still possible to roughly see the battle erupting in the valley below.
Seeing the Fireflame Demon King fighting desperately and Chen Jing and the others struggling, Chen Yang couldn't help but feel a bit worried.
Of course, whether Yang Feng lived or died was none of his concern.
What he cared about was whether Chen Jing would be in trouble.
Chen Jing had helped him before, and he still owed her a favor.
Not to mention not returning the favor, but also causing her harm, such a thing was something Chen Yang could never do.
"I should go back and lend a hand, even if that luckless guy Yang Feng managed to call Chen Jing for help."
After much thought, Chen Yang decided that Chen Jing might still be in a difficult position, so he went back to offer his assistance.
He brought Sun Xiaosheng and quickly returned.
