บท 565: Mount Mist

After half a day's rest, they were all recovered mentally and physically. Ye Cha didn't set off ahead to explore the way. There were simply too many scouts, leaving marks around wouldn't help.

He walked in front of others and would dash here and there. Sometimes, he would signal Third Patriarch who then would lead others forward.

Even though God of Meng's psychic power was stronger than Ye Cha's, the former didn't do anything and trusted Ye Cha completely. On being a scout, God of Meng couldn't think of anyone better than the Cyan Phoenix Race.

"So many scouts~"

Lu Li and the others could catch a glimpse of men moving around in the distance without having to resort to psychic power. Ke Mang followed the others closely, holding his breath. Lu Li and the others would move at the top of their speeds for a moment and then slow down for another, going across like some phantoms.