After a long while, the Third Boss finally came to his senses and hurried forward to inspect the Luhua Village Chief's corpse.
A moment later, his expression changed. There wasn't a single wound on the Luhua Village Chief's body. He examined the man's face and teeth, then stuck a silver needle into his body to check for poison. It wasn't poison, either. Aside from the look of utter terror on his face—which suggested he had experienced immense fear before his death—there was no way to tell what had killed him!
The Third Boss examined several more corpses and soon discovered that every member of Luhua Village had died the same way. Moreover, it seemed they had all died at the same time!
To wipe out all of Luhua Village in an instant without leaving a trace on a single corpse...
He had roamed Jianghu for so many years, yet had never encountered a master like this!
Just then, a bone-chillingly cold wind suddenly swept past. The temperature plunged, and in the blink of an eye, all fell silent. The chirping of insects and birds vanished, and even the grass and trees stopped swaying.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a flash of white robes and long, flowing hair. Before he could make out the figure's features, it had disappeared. When he looked again, he saw only endless reeds and a heavy frost in the air. Nothing else was there.
The Third Boss's expression changed at once. That sudden, heart-stopping dread... Had that master not left yet?
At the thought, he hurriedly ordered, "Let's go!"
The other bandits were feeling a chill creep through them, too. They promptly answered, "Yes!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the Dangqing Village party hurried away.
On a hillside outside Luhua Village, a crowd