At the foot of Tongtian Peak, more than twenty people knelt in the middle of an open clearing. Each of them was bound with Spirit-binding Ropes, their spiritual energy sealed.
Over a hundred hidden guards stood watch around them. Beyond them were the spectators who had come to watch the show.
Since this was at the foot of the mountain, there were many outsiders in addition to Tianyuan Divine Sect disciples. Though these people did not belong to the Tianyuan Divine Sect, they still had countless ties to it.
Bai Ruoyan stood with his hands behind his back, as though waiting for something. Before long, Han Fei hurried over and landed in a corner.
A squad captain beside him asked quietly, "Sir, Han Fei is here. When do we make our move?"
Bai Ruoyan shook his head. "No rush. Wait a little longer."
Han Fei weaved through the crowd and reached the innermost area. When he saw the scene before him, his heart tightened.
Everyone who had been captured had their heads covered, leaving only their clothes visible.
Han Fei happened to spot a woman at the very center, wearing clothes identical to Cheng Mengyao's.
"So Yao Yao was captured after all."
Han Fei muttered to himself and prepared to step forward.
At that moment, Hongjun reminded him, "That isn't your girl. She's merely wearing the same clothes."
Han Fei halted, a trace of confusion appearing on his face.
"That's impossible. Her figure and clothes are exactly the same as Yao Yao's."
It was not that Han Fei did not trust Hongjun. He was simply afraid that if he was mistaken, there would be no room for regret.
Hongjun said, "When observing all things beneath heaven, you must not rely only on your eyes. You must also feel with your