The fierce mountain wind carried a faint smell of blood. Houyi stood atop the peak, a quiet sorrow hanging in the air.
"Chief, where are we going?"
Houyi gazed at the two surviving members of his tribe. They were both only at the Golden Immortal Realm, and were covered in wounds. Had he arrived even a moment later, the Demon Race would have brutally slaughtered them too. How difficult it was to survive. He sighed, guilt filling his heart.
"Revenge. I'll avenge our people!"
One of them said, "Chief, we should find the Life Divine Vine first."
Houyi said dejectedly, "I can't sense its presence at all."
The man said, "The High Priest made careful arrangements. After you left, he sensed something unusual about the Demon Race. They might attack, so he dismantled the Divine Hall early and moved the Life Divine Vine to a concealed location. Before the battle, we agreed that if we managed to escape, we'd meet at that hidden place."
Houyi said in surprise, "Really? The Demon Cultivators were so powerful this time. You've all suffered terribly."
A tranquil mountain valley was overgrown with trees and vines. The lush, verdant scenery enveloped the entire land.
Mist shrouded the valley year-round, separating it from the bustle of the world and making it seem dreamlike.
Houyi was amazed. Wu Qi really was an unusual member of the Wu Clan. Because he could communicate with the Life Divine Vine, Houyi had appointed him High Priest. He hadn't expected the man to have such remarkable abilities. Vampire Vines spread among the tangled vegetation, covering almost the entire valley. Their slender stems hung with delicate beads of morning dew.
A frail figure emerged from the dense greenery and collapsed beside Houyi, weeping.
Wu Qi choked back tears. "I've failed our people