Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a Spiritual Ship slowly emerged from the dust-filled sky.
Pei Yuhang stood at the bow, gazing at the distant horizon, at a tower carved from the white bones of some unknown behemoth, stretching straight into the clouds.
That was the Northern Desert Boundary Stele.
The Spiritual Ship had traveled at full speed for three days, and they had finally reached the boundary stele. Once they passed it, they would have left the Demon Race's territory of the Northern Desert and would be safe.
However, as the Spiritual Ship drew closer to the towering White Bone Tower, Pei Yuhang's expression soured.
The sky was crowded with a dense, black mass.
On closer inspection, one would see that it was countless Little Demons with wings, cyan-black skin, and markings like cracked stone.
"They're Gargoyles. This type of demon has extremely keen Perception and is fast in pursuit. They're the aerial hunting dogs kept by many of the Great Demon Races."
