"They're here. They're here."
In Yue Lingfeng and the others' eyes, the Blood Lotus, Yellow Springs, and Three Halls of Heavenly Corpse forces lying in ambush within the Longgrass Valley stirred with faint unrest.
Killing intent crisscrossed in every direction; the situation stood on the brink of explosion.
Right Judge Lu Ming exchanged a glance, and the three of them looked at one another before hiding even deeper.
They could not help but regret following Ghost Mother Yan Ruyu's trail into this dragon's pool and tiger's den without even investigating the news properly.
Now, the slightest sound could alert those three hall-master-level experts. If they casually dispatched a dozen or so men, the three of them would be in grave danger today.
This was no time to speak of fellowship between disciples.
Especially Huo Qinghua, the former eldest young lady of Reincarnation Palace—she was someone the demonic sect would scour the world to find, only resting once they had her.
If she truly fell into the hands of the demonic sect's three halls, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Amid the tall grass, a winding dirt road stretched into the distance, and three riders suddenly appeared.
Their horses' hooves tapped lightly against the ground, scattering wisps of dust.
The leader wore a green robe and jade crown, like a refined young gentleman of the mortal world.
He rode a blood-red horse, his posture languid and at ease.
The two riders behind him were women, one on a green horse and one on a white horse. Both possessed faces like blossoms and jade, beautiful beyond compare.
Faint smiles hung upon the women's faces.
Clearly, they were in excellent spirits and entirely untroubled by whatever difficulties might arise on the road.
"Junior Sister Xiaolan."
Yue Lingfeng's eyes widened.
When he had first seen