Song Jia furrowed her brows.
"Hmm? No, I don't believe so."
The devilry cultivators exchanged glances.
"Where could they be?"
"With that many of them.. It's impossible to miss them."
"Ahemm.. And you two–where are you headed to?" One of them asked.
"Oh–us? We're just heading back to our home. Our clansmen have been waiting for us. If there's nothing else, we'll be on our way then." Song Jia continued to say.
Silence.
Song Jia and Wan Yan began to walk away, heading to exit the Dream Realm.
Suddenly the rest of the devilry cultivators arrived from the forest.
"They're all gone!" They exclaimed.
Their eyes darted to the two cultivators who tried to leave.
Earlier the other group was being cautious since the two said they had been in cultivation. But now that they had more people with them, their earlier consideration could be discarded.
"Get them!"
They quickly surrounded Song Jia and Wan Yan.
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