The direction of escape is also a learned skill, as Lu Qingshan could not ascertain from which direction the Demon Race reinforcements would arrive.
If his luck was bad and he chose the direction from which the Demon Race reinforcements came, he would run into them directly.
On this point, Lu Qingshan decided that since he couldn't determine the direction of their arrival, he might as well wait until they came before fleeing.
Wrapped in sword light, after traveling thousands of miles away, he no longer continued but stopped at a steep mountain peak.
This place was sparsely populated, very remote, even if the Demon Race probed inch by inch with divine sense, it would take some time to investigate here.
The two found a cave, and Mo Yan casually set up a few concealment restrictions, then they rested here.
Just as well, Mo Yan also needed some time to recover.
The previous Netherfire Lotus had almost drained him.
