Chu Zhiyuan led the way at the front, with Lan Mingxuan and Wu Xun following closely behind.
The further Chu Zhiyuan went forward, the slower his speed became, and the lighter his aura.
By the time they were a hundred meters from the peak, his aura had completely vanished.
The two of them couldn't even sense him right nearby.
This astonished them.
They quickly realized that if this Prince Consort was determined to flee, he could easily succeed.
Now they truly believed Chu Zhiyuan genuinely wanted to enter the Spirit Communication Pavilion.
Suddenly, Chu Zhiyuan waved a hand.
The two halted abruptly.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned and pondered.
The two of them had already seen the Demon Clan experts hidden in the woods opposite.
A dozen men in gray robes were concealed within the woods, some lying across branches, some pressed against tree roots, and others lying in piles of dead grass.
Their positions were chaotic, scattered in all directions.
