The mountain wind blew.
At the mountaintop, on the open ground on both sides of the suspension bridge.
The people of Moon Haze and Guangci Cult had already surrounded the area tightly.
Leading Moon Haze was Peng Mi, one of the Seven Lord Generals.
The Moon Haze Seven Monarch Generals themselves had rankings, and Peng Mi was the formidable expert ranked third among them.
As for Ji Wufeng, whom Wei He had killed earlier, he had only recently joined the Seven Lord Generals. In truth, among the Seven Lord Generals, rank represented everything in terms of strength.
In other words, aside from Chief Xiao Fuyue, Peng Mi was the third-strongest expert in all of Moon Haze.
For Moon Haze to be able to hunt down so many martial artists at will among the countless True Force sects, it naturally possessed its own uniquely tyrannical methods.
Just like now.
"Ho ho ho ho!" Peng Mi threw back his head and laughed, producing an odd cackle.
"Looks like our luck today is truly not bad. To think we could lure in such an enormous haul."
He was extremely satisfied with Sally, who had devised this plan. Once he returned, he would apply for greater territory and authority for her.
In an organization like Moon Haze, territory and authority represented how many benefits one could obtain in the future.
"Wei He, one of Xuanmiao Sect's Dao Sons, one of the Twin Prodigies. In practical combat evaluations, you rank first among Heaven, Earth, Mystical, and Yellow. You even stand one place above Xuanmiao Sect's other Dao Son, Cai Menghuan. Tsk, tsk, tsk." Peng Mi slowly stepped forward, reciting Wei He's recorded information word by word.
Within the Great Moon Empire, there was a system for assessing the strength of all True Force martial artists.