Luo Qingshuang dragged Lu Feng along as she hurried onward, explaining anxiously, "Our Phantom Sound Valley sent three teams to the Saint Fire Underworld Abyss this time. We agreed to rush to the Soul Burning Saint Fire Tower and meet up at the first opportunity. My sister and I met on the way last night, and then we were suddenly ambushed by a group of Black-Clad Men."
"Her first squad fought desperately to carve out a path for us. When we escaped, she was still battling those thieves."
"We had planned to rendezvous with Mengmeng and the others before joining forces to save my sister, but unexpectedly, they too fell into the Black-Clad Men's trap."
Xiao Mengmeng, Xiao Wangchuan, and the rest followed behind them. Hearing this, Xiao Mengmeng said, "We received your distress signal and rushed over, but those Black-Clad Men seemed to have been waiting here from the start. It felt... as if they knew we would appear."
Luo Qingshuang said worriedly, "Our Phantom Sound Valley teams would head toward the Soul Burning Saint Fire Tower because that is the place most suited to our cultivation and the strengthening of our Soul Strength. That is no secret. Any force with even a slight understanding of us could deduce it. But which vicious force would exploit this to scheme against us so insidiously? From the looks of it, they may be trying to wipe us all out in this Domain Realm!"
Xiao Wangchuan quickened his pace and came to Luo Qingshuang's side, asking with concern, "You fought those Black-Clad Men for so long. Did you uncover any clues about their origins or background?"
Given his temperament, which leaned toward drifting like idle clouds and wild cranes, he had never liked involving himself in grudges and conflicts between sectarian forces.