Southern Border, deep within the dense forest of the Great Mountains.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged, his gaze slightly somber.

Since leaving Flame Mountain, Chen Yuan had been speeding toward Zhen Nan Pass without pause. Initially, there was nothing amiss, but it wasn't long before he realized that someone seemed to know he had come to the Southern Border and was searching for him.

To confirm this, Chen Yuan specially captured a Great Demon from the Southern Border and performed a Soul Search, learning that the Myriad Demons Temple had ordered the pursuit of the Human Race member Chen Yuan.

Whether providing his whereabouts or capturing him directly, one could receive substantial rewards from the Myriad Demons Temple.

With the lure of rewards, many Great Demons from the Southern Border were extremely excited, whether due to the lavish rewards from the Temple or hoping to catch the eye of the Demon God within the Temple, both were reasons worth their madness.

Upon hearing this news, Chen Yuan's first reaction was that someone had betrayed him, but after thinking it over carefully, things didn't quite add up.

Only Moluo Jiang He and Su Ziyue knew about his visit to the Southern Border; Moluo saw him as a future hope, Jiang He's character was well understood to never betray him, and as for Su Ziyue, there was no need for further discussion, she was his closest confidant, the Princess of King Yan, someone he could completely trust.

They would never betray him.

Moreover, he had only mentioned returning to the Southern Border but didn't say anything about going to Flame Mountain, yet in his perception, nearly half of the demons were searching along the route between Flame Mountain and Zhen Nan Pass.

This was definitely not a simple coincidence; it was far more likely that someone had found Flame Mountain and deduced from traces there that he had arrived at the Southern Border.

Only then could such a precise deployment be made to search for his trail along the way.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan's heart sank. He departed using his cultivation to hide in the void, concealing with Primordial Energy.

The disturbance was minimal, but the other side surely had a way to track him.

As for tearing through the void, only Immortal Demon Gods of the Six Realms could accomplish that, Martial Artists below the Six Realms simply couldn't tear through the resilient void nor navigate the chaotic space streams.

Although he was powerful, there was still some pressure from reaching the Six Realms.

He couldn't accomplish such feats.

And if he changed course, it was equivalent to detouring half of the Southern Border, which was admittedly a great distance.

"Huff...."

Sitting cross-legged on a giant rock, Chen Yuan let out a heavy breath, pondering deeply, he decided to remain cautious, detouring somewhat wouldn't hurt.

By maintaining caution, if he followed the original path, it's likely he would be blocked by Demon Gods.

Below the Six Realms, Chen Yuan feared no one, he could fight his way out without issue, but above the Six Realms, there was still a gap, encountering them would make escape unlikely.

Anyway, there was nothing urgent in the two states of Southern Shu at the moment, no need to gamble with his life.

Looking back toward Flame Mountain's direction, Chen Yuan squinted his eyes, turning to leave....

... 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

...

"Come out!"

Chen Yuan stood expressionless in place, speaking indifferently.

But there was no response from the surroundings, it seemed Chen Yuan was merely talking to himself.

Without hesitation, seeing no reaction from the other side, he said nothing more, tightly gripping his right arm, suddenly swinging his fist; next moment, a burst sound echoed through the void a thousand feet away.

A young man in black clothing fell from the void, his eyes filled with fear as though he hadn't expected Chen Yuan to detect his presence.

The black-clothed man's robe featured some fur-like decorations, his hair wildly unkempt, his nose slightly black, mouth split into three parts, pupils a pale yellow.

"How... how did you discover my presence?"

"And how did you sense my presence?"

Chen Yuan frowned, his gaze slightly focused.

Even though he changed course, he didn't believe he could rest easy, so while traveling, he constantly extended his divine thought outward, continually searching every part of the void.

Initially, he indeed hadn't noticed the other's presence, but as time passed, he eventually felt someone subtly trailing him.

And now, here they were.

He was quite curious; his actions were already cautious enough, but unexpectedly a Demon Saint still managed to perceive him, truly not ordinary.

"Heh heh.... Chen Yuan, you certainly made it difficult for me to find you. Now with the Demon God here, why not surrender? Perhaps a way out might remain."

The black-clothed man's eyes shifted, his face suddenly cold, speaking coldly.

Chen Yuan's lips curled into a faint smile; the black-clothed man felt a chill down his spine, recalling rumors in the Southern Border about King Yan Chen Yuan, claiming he was the one who slew the Tian Lan Demon God.

While most Demon Saints scoffed at this news, doubting how a Human Race Yang God could kill the mighty Tian Lan Demon God? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

But he also knew, as humans say, there's no impostor under a great reputation; for him, the opponent surely held the upperhand in power.

Still, the reward offered by the Myriad Demons Temple was simply too lucrative, and he was given a direct order by the White Mountain Demon God to locate this individual's trail.

As to why he was chosen... it was because he was a Demon Saint of the canine tribe, having awakened Divine Skills related to the sense of smell upon entering the Divine Power Realm.