The crowd was shaken.
"Disappeared so quickly?"
"That was way too fast, wasn't it?"
The black-clad leader, however, wore an indifferent expression and said mildly, "This is what's most normal. Fang the Butcher has shaken the world for many years. If he hadn't made preparations and laid plans like this, he would have been too disappointing."
"However, the more things are like this, the more interesting they become."
The black-clad man said, "Missing? The entire continent belongs to us Guardians. Where could he disappear to?"
"Conduct a covert investigation for now. Once the operation begins, issue a wanted notice across the entire continent!"
"Yes."
The black-clad leader calmly looked around. "Is everything cleaned up?"
"Completed."
"Let's go. We'll enter One Heart Sect and take a look. Yin Shen Gong ran it for over a thousand years, so I expect there are plenty of treasures. Now, all of them belong to us."
The crowd excitedly entered One Heart Sect.
One Heart Sect had already fallen completely silent. The screams were all gone.
The black-clad men swept back and forth like ghosts flickering everywhere.
"All of the sect members and their families, more than twenty-seven thousand people in total, have been killed. Not one was spared."
"Demonic cult fiends. They deserved to die."
"We found the warehouse."
"We found Yin Shen Gong's personal treasury."
"We found One Heart Sect's true underground treasury."
"Damn, this place is filthy rich. One Heart Sect really did have plenty of good stuff."
"..."
The black-clad men exclaimed in astonishment.
Several of the black-clad leaders had already entered Yin Shen Gong's study. Everything here was spotless, arranged neatly and in perfect order.
A portrait hung opposite Yin Shen Gong's desk.
It depicted a woman dressed in white, gentle and elegant, with eyes like stars and a smile