"Second Commander is fine; he forcibly injured the Black Python Demon Lord, and now Xueyi is by his side, protecting him as he heals."
Wei Fan turned around and saw this guy covered in blood, some from demons and some his own.
Hearing that their master was okay, both Zhou Zhenyuan and Zhang Xianlong breathed a sigh of relief.
The army followed the footprints of the demons, and soon a region that seemed from the primitive era appeared before Wei Fan and the others.
Ahead lay a dense fog, with various villages scattered across a plain and within valleys. Most of these houses were primitively built with stones.
Wei Fan's sharp eyes caught sight of many people only simply covered with leaves and straw working in the fields from a distance.
There were normal humans and half-demons living together harmoniously, but there were no real demons to be seen.
As the army arrived, both humans and half-demons continued laboring indifferently without a glance at the army.
