After seeing the traces Ye Fan had left behind, Lu Feng and Tang Yuan were visibly much more at ease.
But when they noticed other remnants of battle on the stone pillar, their expressions immediately darkened again.
It was a palm-sized depression, as though blasted out by some immense force. Scattered grains of yellow sand lay within it, seemingly fused to the stone pillar itself.
On closer inspection, one could see that the yellow sand had not been blown there by the wind, nor had it grown from the pillar itself. It had been driven into the stone by someone's fist force or Palm Strength, embedded deep into the rocky wall.
Tang Yuan looked grave as he said worriedly, "Old Ye seemed to have fought someone here."
Lu Feng stared at the depression and said in a low voice, "And that person was no weakling. Old Ye didn't even retrieve his silver needles. He was probably being chased down."
Thinking of something, Tang Yuan cried out, "Could it have been that lackey by Xiao Shu's side? Did he catch up to Old Ye?"
Lu Feng shook his head. "Probably not Ku Chensha. That man had Heaven Soul Realm Late Stage strength and was also a Sand Doctor. If he caught Old Ye, it would certainly have been a fierce fight to the death, with all manner of poisons brought into play. They wouldn't have left behind only this little evidence of battle."
Lu Feng vaguely had a guess in his heart. Ye Fan might merely have encountered some of Ku Chensha's subordinates after fleeing here. That was why he had not confronted them head-on and had instead focused on shaking them off.
Tang Yuan spoke again at this point. "Old Lu, the snake patterns on these stone pillars look awfully