The truck broke through the fog, revealing a genuine mountain gate before their eyes.
This was the true entrance to the Holy Demon Sect; the path outside was both a test for the disciples and a natural barrier.
At this moment, a constant stream of disciples was coming and going in front of the gate, where Feng Qingyang had been waiting.
The appearance of the large truck instantly drew the gaze of many disciples.
Such a domineering entrance was something they had never witnessed before, especially when they saw many cultivators running behind the truck, their expressions were even more colorful.
It seemed a person of great importance had arrived among the disciples this time!
Qin Lan's complexion was rosy and her chest heaved; she glared at Li Xiaobai, who was puzzled.