It was late at night, but the group had not stopped to rest once along the way.
This was the first time.
The village they were passing was a small one, probably home to no more than a few hundred households.
In the dead of night, there were no lights. Every household was pitch-black and silent, showing no signs of activity.
But Yang An could sense that the village was full of people. They were all sound asleep, their breathing calm and steady.
'How strange!'
With Demon Fiends rampaging everywhere, it stood to reason that no place should be this peaceful—not even a large town, let alone a small village.
Moreover, every household was occupied, and there was even some scattered farmland to be seen. It looked nothing like a place that had been attacked by Demon Fiends.
'In times like these, can such a peaceful place truly exist?'
'Could this be an Illusion Realm?'
As Yang An pondered this, Ji Bu spoke.
"Wait for me here."
