Three days later, at dawn, Third Squad stood ready at the entrance to the Barracks.
Lin Taichu wore a brand-new military uniform, the Captain's token at his waist gleaming coldly in the sunlight. His gaze swept across the squad members. Each of them carried a bulging pack filled with Formation-breaking Dharma Artifacts, Detoxification Pills, and various supplies.
"Move out!" At Lin Taichu's command, the seven-man squad headed toward Black Wind Ridge.
They still chose to travel on foot, their steps steady and cautious as they tried to make as little noise as possible.
Two scouts walked at the front, using their skilled Concealment Technique to probe the surroundings and occasionally passing information back with specific hand signals.
After entering Black Wind Ridge, Lin Taichu spread out his divine sense and carefully surveyed the area.
The demonic aura in the air was denser than before, and traces of the previous battle still remained on the ground. Though the bloodstains had dried, the damaged grass and trees and lingering demonic aura still spoke of that brutal fight.
The squad followed their previous route and silently advanced deeper into Black Wind Ridge.
Lin Taichu kept a constant watch on their surroundings, overlooking no detail. He knew full well that the Blood Demon Sect operated in secretive ways, and the slightest carelessness could lead them into a trap.
After traveling for about two hours, the scouts ahead suddenly stopped and made a signal to take cover.
Lin Taichu and the others immediately concealed themselves in the undergrowth and held their breath. A group of black-robed Cultivators passed ahead, dressed exactly like members of the Blood Demon Sect. Black demonic aura swirled around them as they hurried along, seemingly heading somewhere.
Lin Taichu signaled for the squad not to act rashly. Only after the Blood