Night had just fallen.
Luo Yan, lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter how he tried, and didn't feel like telling a bunch of little demons any Demon King stories. So, his only option was to immerse his spirit in the Sea of Consciousness, standing before the stele in that Sea of Consciousness to check the official website.
According to the discussion of players on the forum, everything in the Demon King Territory was normal, and there had been no chaos due to his sudden departure.
But considering he had left less than 24 hours ago, it was still too early to praise them; he would have to continue observing.
"Speaking of which, Youyou, can the Demon God sense your presence?" Not having heard Youyou speak all day, Luo Yan curiously asked.
Youyou's voice emerged after a long absence.
"He can't sense me, no."
Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
"I thought gods could see each other."
After pondering for a moment, Youyou spoke.