I have arrived in Xiqi.

Xiqi, the land, is even more prosperous than I imagined.

The scene before me is in stark contrast to the starving corpses I saw everywhere on my way down the mountain.

"Xibo Hou, worthy of the title of a saint."

I sighed inwardly and couldn't help but calm my mind once again.

In this case, the corpse resembling Xibo Hou by the Wei River should be the illusion of a demon mentioned by my master.

After all, I have been testing repeatedly on this journey, even secretly using the Divine Whip, but there was no reaction, which is enough to prove that Jichang is not a demon.

But why is the whole country suffering from a severe drought, while Xiqi alone is thriving and the granaries are full?

How did Jichang achieve this?

While I was contemplating, a sudden noise came from ahead.

"What's going on?"

I frowned slightly and spoke to the driver.

"Don't worry, sir, they've probably caught those demonic followers of King Zhou!"

"I heard there's a remarkable figure this time, rumored to be Prince Yinjiao, who practices demonic magic under King Zhou's command!"

A barely noticeable strange gleam flashed in the driver's eyes as he licked his lips discreetly.

"People from the Shang Dynasty? Yinjiao? Let's go and see!"

I didn't notice the driver's odd behavior. Instead, I raised an eyebrow and decided to go and see!

After all, knowing oneself and the enemy leads to a hundred victories.

I want to see how these people are associated with the tyrant King Zhou!

If I recall correctly, Yinjiao is a disciple of Senior Brother Guangchengzi, who left the mountain not long before me!

Could it be that he joined the embrace of demons as soon as he left the mountain?

Truly hateful!

After getting off the carriage, I saw a procession of prison wagons approaching in the distance.

Countless Xiqi people gathered around, strangely quiet, with fanaticism in their eyes.

Most of the people in the prison wagons had lifeless faces, as if they had given up struggling.

But there were also some individuals shouting angrily:

"You demons, we people from the Shang Dynasty will one day slaughter you all!"

"Come on! Let me eat you up, you scoundrel! Let me see if I can knock out all your teeth!"

"Damn beasts..."

Demons?

Are they cursing themselves? Truly, they have twisted right and wrong.

I couldn't help but feel dumbfounded in my heart as I looked at the procession of prison wagons from a distance.

But at that moment, Yinjiao, with lifeless eyes in the prison wagon, seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly looked up and directly locked eyes with me!

An unimaginable brilliance burst forth from his eyes, his face filled with excitement as if he wanted to say something!

Finally, he moved his lips silently and lowered his head again.

I stood still as if struck by lightning.

I read his lips - Escape! Escape! Escape!