"What should we do, Saresha? I think we got discovered by that Black Jackal Demon," one of the dark faes sought Saresha's opinion.
Although Saresha wasn't the strongest or the one with the quickest improvement, she was the first follower and unknowingly became the group leader.
"Black Jackal Demons have a very keen sense of smell; we were definitely discovered since we forgot to hide our smell," Saresha stated.
"But the Greater Demons ignored us… Maybe there's a chance—"
"It's better not to leave things to chance. It's better to think that we are too insignificant that the Black Jackal Demons don't care about us; they rather deal with the humans first. That being said, they might return to interrogate us later."
"When that happens, we will likely die. There's no way to explain how we obtained so many demon cores, and even if we try to lie about it, the Greater Demons will see through it. It's impossible to act calmly under the Greater Demons' intimidating pressure."
"Then what should we do? We can't stay here," another dark fae stated.
Saresha knitted her brows and pondered hard on a solution that could allow all of them to survive before she came up with one possible yet reckless idea.
"We fly."
"Fly?"
The entire dark fae group tilted their heads in confusion after Saresha said the two words; some were completely lost while others started to frown with concerns.
"I don't think this is a good idea. We were relying on the forest for cover."
"If we try to flee through the sky, not only will we lose our cover, everyone will clearly see us," another dark fae spoke with a big frown.
"That's right, Saresha. I know that we are gifted with the ability to fly from birth, but we aren't the only race capable of flight. Therefore, we will only be seen and hunted down."
"Yeah… Flying is not a good idea."
The dark faes chimed.
However, they had completely misunderstood Saresha's intention as she shook her head.
"You have all missed the main point. We aren't just flying into the sky to escape. After all, we have already pledged our allegiance to our Lord. We are flying into the sky so that our Lord can see us—and when he does, he will know that something is wrong."
"I understand now. This was clearly a great move; given our Lord's strength, he will reach us in no time, and we will be able to inform our Lord then without getting attacked by other humans," a dark fae spoke.
"Yes, even if our Lord doesn't come, our presence in the sky will be enough to alert our Lord of a possible problem. Then, we can either follow our Lord or hide in the clouds afterward," Saresha added.
Once Saresha convinced everyone of the plan, she said, "Let's not waste any more time and take flight. The sooner our Lord sees us, the sooner our Lord will become aware of the demons."
"Alright," the dark faes nodded.
Not long after, they followed Saresha's lead and flew into the sky.
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Back in the center of the Abyssal Wood Forest, shortly after dealing with the hostile tribes, Leon regrouped with Aria and the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman.
Then, they shifted their attention to the tribes gathering in the area that had yet to make their move.
The various tribes seemed to have come to an agreement on their end and banded together before they prepared to negotiate with Leon.
But before they could even speak, Leon's clear voice reached them first.
"Everyone who has come, whatever you think the spatial storm above us is, it's not what you think! That's my woman's Spatial Phenomenon, a woman's Spatial Phenomenon; a special type of natural phenomena formed when an Awakener achieves Transcendence in awakening cultivation!"
Leon clarified loud and clear for the various human tribes to understand and extinguish any doubt that it was something other than stated.
However, his words alone were not enough to convince the various tribes.
After the tribal leaders and chiefs paused and whispered among themselves, one of them shouted, "And why should we believe what you say?!"
"Because it is the truth! And if you force your way in and put my woman's breakthrough at risk of failing, whether you are humans or demons, I will cut you all down like the previous tribe that foolishly attempted to do so!"
Leon's words contained his warning and killing intent, but his threat only made the various tribe leaders and chiefs frown with dark looks.
"How arrogant! Do you really think you can stand a chance against all of us?!"
"Whether I can or can't doesn't matter; once you cross the line and put my woman's breakthrough at risk, I will use every fiber of my being to destroy you!" Leon shouted.
When the various tribe leaders and chiefs saw his fierce gaze, they hesitated, fearing that he would stay true to his words.
Even if they won, it might not be worth the potential losses incurred in their conflict.
"What do you guys think? Does anyone believe Young Master Leonhardt is telling the truth about the spatial storm?"
The chief of the Moonglow Falcon Tribe turned towards the other tribe leaders and chiefs and sought their opinions.
A tribe leader glanced at Leon's fierce gaze in the distance before he said, "Well, it doesn't seem like he is lying; it may very well be the truth."
"But I've never heard or even seen these so-called natural phenomena before. What kind of cultivation is this?"
Although shamans are respected in the Infertile Plains, there were rarely any cases of one reaching Transcendence.
Thus, many tribes were clueless about it.
Nevertheless, while the various tribe leaders and chiefs talked among themselves, Chief Skyhawk sat on the sideline and tended to his injured tribesmen, unwilling to be a part of their coalition.
He was already spared once by the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman; he will not make the same mistake again.
"Hm?"
While Leon waited on the various tribe leaders and chiefs' responses, he suddenly noticed the dark faes in the eastern sky of the forest.
'Why are the dark faes flying in the sky…? Don't tell me they've met with trouble and are trying to warn me of it? Is it the demons? So they were also attracted after all.'
Leon only frowned for a short moment before his eyes flickered with understanding.
The dark faes had successfully conveyed their warning.