Cangzhou Ancient Road, Tiele Mountain.
A column of soldiers wreathed in black mist advanced in silence alongside several figures cloaked in black robes.
At the rear of the mist-shrouded army, ropes bound sixty or seventy captives and dragged them along.
The soldiers were the Netherdemon Army under Li Chun's command, now down to around a hundred and fifty. The captives were direct relatives of the Yun-Zhao Families, seized by the Netherdemon Army and the Black Heaven Cult.
At the head of the column, Li Chun glanced back at the bound captives.
"Brother Li, what's wrong? Worried about them?" asked a handsome young man beside him, though his expression was rather sinister.
Several Black Heaven Cult experts guarded the young man. He was Li Yan, the cult's Holy Son.
Li Chun said, "We can't underestimate these captives. Quite a few are skilled fighters."
When they had attacked the Yun-Zhao Families, no one there had been able to withstand the Netherdemon Army's combined attacks. Without that advantage, the outcome might well have been different.
Li Yan smiled. "Rest easy, Brother Li. Their meridians have all been sealed. They can't use Astral Qi, so they're little different from ordinary people. There's no chance they'll break free."
Li Chun shook his head slightly. "I never thought the Siege of the Supreme Clarity Sect could be turned around when victory seemed certain. Did Li Feng really defect to the enemy? I can hardly believe it."
Li Yan sighed. "Lady Snake Princess, the right protector, and the cult members who managed to escape all insist that Li Feng turned his Giant Savage Soldiers against us. He also poisoned the Holy Church's leaders. That's what brought about our crushing defeat and made Lu Wang famous."
Li Chun felt bitter too. Inwardly, he cursed Li Feng for being