"Ah."
"Corpse Immortal Sect!"
The night was as black as ink. In a forest outside Chen City, screams rang out endlessly as puppet-like figures mechanically moved through the woods.
The slaughter never ceased; their figures could be seen everywhere.
Chu Xuanao stood atop a tree, seemingly surrounded by invisible energy. People occasionally passed beneath him, yet none detected their presence.
"What a Great Feng."
His divine sense enveloped the surroundings as he surveyed everything, and Chu Xuanao could not help but sigh.
Over the past few days, quite a few Great Feng experts had arrived. Yet even so, the Corpse Immortal Sect had slaughtered countless people outside Chen City without ever stopping.
Did Great Feng's powerful figures not know?
How could that be possible? The slaughter was necessary, and the Corpse Source was essential. They were all waiting for the Corpse Immortal Sect's final outcome.
Even the Corpse Immortal Sect and Chenyin Hall's series of actions had created such an enormous stir that countless Martial World cultivators had come here seeking opportunities. Great Feng's people had certainly played no small part in fanning the flames.
"It should be about time."
Chu Xuanao looked toward a certain direction. Judging by the Corpse Immortal Sect's actions and the Night Watchers' and Du Family's movements, that place was likely where Chenyin Hall's legacy had been hidden back then.
As he thought this, Chu Xuanao shook his head again. "Not yet."
A wave of black mist swept over, and the Ghost Servant appeared before Chu Xuanao.
"Any trace of them?"
"Your Highness, the Corpse Immortal Sect's people are right there. They have not moved. A powerful expert is presiding over the formation, so this subordinate did not dare approach too closely. But Great Feng's people truly have not been found."
"They can still hold