On the outer eaves of Phoenix Perching Tower, flying arches slanted upward. At the neighboring pointed ends stood a black-clad man with a blade on his back.
"How did things look on your side? I've already checked inside Phoenix Perching Tower. Nothing seemed amiss, and the altar beneath the ground used for blood sacrifices hadn't changed. It seemed Xiang Yang hadn't discovered the anomaly within."
The speaking man was tall and thin, with a long, slanting scar splitting his cheek. At first glance, he looked like an evil ghost, but upon closer inspection, one could still tell that before being disfigured, he had been an exceptionally handsome man.
"I found nothing either. But if there really was no change, had he truly failed to notice? He had Su Baobao seal this place for three days. With his Dao Proving cultivation, it was impossible for him not to find anything."
The other blade-bearing man was somewhat shorter and had a slightly hoarse voice. Though speaking with the man beside him, his gaze remained fixed on the landscape and shimmering light below Phoenix Perching Tower. His doubtful eyes continuously swept the area, trying to uncover something.
It had been exactly one day since Xiang Yang lifted the lockdown of Fengxi. Seizing this gap, the two had infiltrated the place to investigate whether the Demon Sect's arrangements here had been damaged. Unfortunately, they found nothing.
That was right. Both of them were experts of the Demon Blade lineage, ranked among the Twelve Protectors. Though their martial arts fell short of the Left and Right Venerables, they were still Celestial Realm cultivators, with fairly formidable combat strength. In their day, they had each stood among the first rank.
Four days earlier, the Divine Constable Gate of Xiangzhou had mobilized all its forces and, with