Above the secluded valley hung a bright moon, its cold light spilling over the cliffs on both sides and seeping like water into the narrow mountain crevice.
It was a dark night, and also the entrance to the Screen World.
The straight, steep mountain fissure resembled the half-closed eyelid of a demon. Passing through it was the only path forward, but it also led to deeper horrors.
A group of six crouched on one side at the foot of the mountain, watching the first group pass through the crack and vanish from sight.
The first to enter the mountain fissure were Gu Xingjian and Huang Banxian from Branch No. 9.
By the moonlight, their expressions appeared calm and their steps unhurried, as though they had already given the matter considerable thought.
Following closely behind them were two more people.
One moved ahead, while the other lagged behind.
The hurried one was Xu Nan. He moved quickly, pulling some distance away from the manager behind him. It did not look like they were acting together.
Xu Nan seemed more like he was tailing Gu Xingjian and Huang Banxian, afraid of losing track of them.
The slower one was naturally Li Yi.
His distinctive Zhongshan suit swept through the night like a black afterimage as he calmly and steadily passed through the mountain fissure.
From the surface, there was no telling what Li Yi was thinking. Was he fully confident, or simply unconcerned?
But before vanishing, the black crow on his shoulder abruptly turned its head and fixed the side of the mountain base with a vicious glare from its glowing red eyes.
On that side of the mountain base stood six people who watched the two groups depart.
From Branch No. 2: Su Chenghe and Wang Da Chui;
From Branch No.