The Flying Cavalry Tribe's Wu camp stood atop a sheer, towering peak, with several slightly lower mountains nearby.
Snow capped the higher parts of the mountains, while verdant forests covered the lower slopes. From time to time, Flying Cavalry Tribe cultivators rode birds of prey up and down the peaks. Farther away, the tribe's various lineages were spread out across the area. The Wu lineage was one of the more powerful ones; smaller lineages could survive only by attaching themselves to larger ones.
Several figures descended from the sky in a panic. Even the spirit eagles had lost their usual vigor.
At the Wu camp, several squad leaders who had returned to rest spotted them and leapt to their feet in alarm, hurrying to meet the three who had just landed.
"Wu Gu, what happened? Where are your elder brother and Wu Liba?" the squad leaders demanded, their faces changing when they saw Wu Gu drenched in blood.
"My elder brother and Wu Liba are all dead! Where is the young clan leader? I want to ask him to avenge my brother and my family!" Wu Gu, Wu Lihan, and a young cultivator climbed down from the spirit eagle, grief written on their faces.
"The clan leader and the young clan leader went to discuss the campaign against Xuan Ye City with the other sect leaders. They aren't here right now. What? Even your brother and Wu Liba were killed? What happened? Who did you run into? Weren't we told that the Golden Core female cultivator was already gravely wounded? Did everyone in your two squads die?" The other squad leaders were shocked and furious.
"They're dead. Every last one of them. Several were killed by that wounded Golden Core female cultivator. But she was already at the end of