Nanling Town.
As early as several years ago, the Great Han Imperial Court had already stationed a heavy force here.
After the edict to attack Tianshui was issued, commanders from every division also rushed over from the capital, awaiting orders at all times, fully armed and ready to depart.
After arranging matters in Tianshui, Chen Sanshi returned to Tianshui Continent for one final session of closed-door cultivation, then awaited the arrival of the final hour.
Tianshui Continent.
Beiyang Dao.
"Rip—"
Tianyong City captains lay in ambush within a valley. They successfully attacked two Shengyun Sect disciples once again, then swiftly retreated and vanished without a trace.
At the same time, two figures silently watched the entire scene from the shadows near the site of the attack.
"Senior Brother Peng, are we really just going to watch?"
Seeing the blood of his fellow sect members spill across the ground, Wang Jun could not help feeling a little distressed.
"There is a saying among mortals: 'If you cannot bear to part with the child, you cannot trap the wolf.'"
Peng Rui said calmly, "They are extremely cunning. If they do not have a chance to successfully strike, they will never show themselves. How else can we find their hiding place?"
Wang Jun had no retort.
"Follow them!"
Peng Rui crushed several talismans. His entire body transformed directly into a hawk as he followed far behind the Tianyong City captains.
Wang Jun followed closely behind using an escape technique.
They pursued them for more than half a day, all the way to the middle of a barren mountain, where they saw with their own eyes a dilapidated Mountain God Temple hidden amid dense woods.
People came and went around the temple. It was clearly the secret base of the "demonic cultivators."
"Excellent! So