After a few rises and falls, Jiang Qiyun landed silently.
The long street was completely deserted. The only thing visible was a human-shaped dent in the wall of a nearby building.
Although the demonic aura above Chentang Pass had already dispersed, a trace of the Demon Emperor's auras still lingered in the air. As a result, most of the demons lurking within the pass were terrified.
After all, compared with human cultivators, demons also had something called bloodline suppression.
Several breaths after Jiang Qiyun arrived, the guards from the Town Guard Mansion hurried over.
"Sir, what happened here?"
Jiang Qiyun frowned. "Who was in charge of the patrol tonight?"
Among the guards, a man in his thirties strode forward. "I'm Wang Gaoxin, sir. I was the captain of tonight's Patrol Team."
Jiang Qiyun glanced at Wang Gaoxin and asked directly, "Do you know what happened here?"
"I just arrived myself." Wang Gaoxin lowered his head. "However, before the incident, it seemed that a convoy had left Yingfeng Tower. They took this road."
"Yingfeng Tower?" Jiang Qiyun frowned. "Could it have been the Four Seasons Trading Company?"
Just then, a private guard unit came rushing down the street. Jiang Qiyun recognized them as Han Jincheng's private guards... Since Han Jincheng was wealthy, he had no shortage of fierce cultivators under his command.
A frontier city like Chentang Pass, where humans and demons mingled, had no shortage of ruthless characters who valued strength over their lives.
"Greetings, Lord Town Guard!"
A young man from the guard unit hurried forward. His face was faintly pale, as though he had suffered internal injuries.
"I remember you're one of Boss Han's men... Your name is Lian Cheng, right?" Jiang Qiyun frowned. "What happened? Why have you gathered here in the middle of the night?"
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