Accompanied by Ling Huxiang's loud shout, the black horse's speed increased once more.

Just as he had guessed, the previous speed was far from the limit of this big black horse.

It seemed that this big black horse was of much higher quality than his late big red horse.

Since the horses were provided by the Foolish Underworld, Fang Yu didn't concern himself with these matters. So he wasn't sure why the Foolish Underworld hadn't arranged a good horse for him, or perhaps the big black horse was Ling Huxiang's personal possession and not from the Foolish Underworld?

Later, he would need to get a fine horse himself; this was key to escaping for survival in the wilderness.

Fang Yu was lost in thought while observing the surroundings.

With the acceleration of the black horse, Ling Huxiang began slashing continuously, cutting down the Mist Grass that blocked the path ahead and around, clearing a route.

Despite the rapid galloping, the big black horse didn't suffer from the Mist Grass's torment, so its speed remained extremely fast.

The others also sped up and managed to keep pace with the big black horse, but endurance was another matter.

For a short while, they could keep up, but over time, their stamina was certainly inferior to the horses.

Moreover, if all energy was focused on escaping, should they encounter a demon blockade, lacking stamina would undermine their combat effectiveness.

Ultimately, they didn't know how many [Tumorous Long-Tentacle Fiends] were following them.

If there weren't many, they could risk a fight.

With the current strength of their team, taking some casualties to kill a few demons with two thousand health shouldn't be an issue.

But clearly, running away was the most cost-effective way to ensure the team's safety.

The wilderness was different from inside the city.

If you recklessly fight this wave,

the scent of blood and the sound of battle would attract the next wave of demon attacks.

By then, with everyone injured and in poor condition, wouldn't they be waiting for death?

Ling Huxiang deeply understood this, so from the start, she never intended to stay and desperately fight the demons.

"Have we shaken them off?"

Ling Huxiang turned back to ask.

By this time, the team was already a long distance from the initial spot where they killed the [Tumorous Long-Tentacle Fiend].

Demons have territories.

Generally, beyond a certain range, it belongs to another demon's territory, and to avoid conflict, these demons would choose to give up their target.

Additionally, if they stray too far from their territory, some demons might choose to return rather than relentlessly pursue their target.

But that was just generally speaking, who knows if the demons they encountered would chase them to the death?

Besides, they hadn't yet escaped the Mist Grass thicket. If you count territory, perhaps the entire Mist Grass thicket belongs to the [Tumorous Long-Tentacle Fiends]?

So it's better to be cautious in everything.

Fang Yu had been attentively observing since they began the escape, so he could now give an answer.

"There's no movement for the time being."

Yes, for the time being, because just a few minutes ago, the surrounding grass was still violently shaking, but now there was no movement.

"...Stop cutting the grass, maintain formation, everyone hang on a bit longer, we should be near the riverside soon."

Ling Huxiang glanced back at the team's condition and made a decision.

On the surface, the people in the team were only showing signs of unstable breathing, but in truth, the exertion had taken its toll. If they encountered demons, they had to rely on everyone's unity for battle. They couldn't completely deplete their stamina on the run.

Without the need to clear weeds, their movement noise was much reduced. Only the horses occasionally let out discontented snorts. Though the sharp leaves couldn't pierce the horses' skins, the stinging sensation persisted.

The people in the team began treating their wounds and maintaining their state.

Even though they were temporarily out of danger, everyone remained vigilant.

Indeed, the experienced team knew it wasn't yet time to let down their guard.

Fang Yu looked at the attribute list and was about to secretly add some points when he suddenly noticed light.

Fang Yu was taken aback.

They had stopped clearing grass, so the grass towering three to four meters was blocking most of the sunlight. The surroundings had been dim, where did the light come from?

At this point, Fang Yu noticed that the horse under him had stopped, and when he looked up, he saw that Ling Huxiang had raised her arm, signaling the entire team to stop.

He looked past Ling Huxiang, ahead.

Ahead was a patch of trampled weeds.

All the Mist Grass was flattened to the ground, as if something heavy had rolled over it.

"It's huge."

Ling Huxiang whispered.

"What?"

"The demon that made this footprint is very large."

Footprint?

Upon closer inspection, Fang Yu indeed noticed the outline through the imprints left in the trampled Mist Grass.

It was a very square-circular large footprint, with several round toe prints visible at the end.

In his mind, Fang Yu envisioned a large round-footed, even round-toed demon.

For some reason, the mental image conjured in his mind inexplicably seemed a bit cute? Could it be a chubby, rotund demon?

"Can you tell if it just passed by or left a while ago?"

Ling Huxiang asked the people behind her.

Everyone simultaneously turned their gaze to the unconscious [Jun Junjia].

Fang Yu was surprised.

Was this guy an expert in this area?

Didn't seem like it.

No wonder he only had Thousand Blood Power, yet he was able to mix into such an elite team.

Someone went up and gave [Jun Junjia] some water, gently patted his cheeks.

Having already taken the Detoxification Medicine, Jun Junjia slowly regained consciousness.

He seemed a bit bewildered, but realizing he wasn't dead yet, he was exceedingly grateful to the team.