But even after such low-altitude, high-profile flying for more than half an hour, scouring hundreds of miles in the area, still no trace of the Heavenly Demons was found.
"Strange, where have all these Heavenly Demons gone?"
Zhou Bai thought for a moment, then ventured deeper into the territory occupied by the Heavenly Demons, speeding up along the way. Unknowingly, he had traveled over three hundred kilometers, far beyond the direction of the northwestern battlefield.
Zhou Bai saw that the lands he passed were desolate, filled with abandoned cities and shattered human creations.
Besides that, he often saw huge holes tens or hundreds of meters in diameter on the ground and mountains, which looked like the entrances to hell, exposed on the surface.
Zhou Bai glanced briefly, finding the holes dark and bottomless, with no way to determine their purpose for the Heavenly Demons.
