Qin Sang had been traveling south, keeping an extremely low profile. Along the way, he refrained from taking any action, worried that the demon race might find traces of him and track him down.0

Thus, his journey took several months. When he finally arrived in an unfamiliar stretch of sea, he felt it should be safe.0

He found a deserted island to rest on, recovered, and then began wandering about, searching for opponents. But after flying aimlessly for several days, he still hadn’t found a target.0

Just then, his ears twitched slightly. He turned his head toward a distant direction, and in the next instant, his figure vanished.0

At the edge of a cliff that faced the sea, there was a cave. Two figures stood entwined affectionately at the cave’s entrance.0

The sight was astonishing. One was a colorful kite bird, whose...0