As they drew ever closer to the agreed meeting point, the long-tormented Mount Heng Sect party slowly began to relax.
They had already entered Pingyang territory and were only fifty li from the prefectural city. If everything went smoothly, they would be able to rendezvous with Mount Hua Sect's reinforcements today.
The disciples could relax, but Abbess Lingyuan, walking at the front, could not. This journey had been far too smooth. From Mount Heng to Pingyang, they had not encountered a single Demonic Cult attack. That truly did not fit the Demonic Cult's usual style.
Even if the main force could not catch up, sending a few experts to harass them along the way was always within their power.
She did not believe that several hundred of them could travel for over half a month without leaving the slightest trace.
Looking toward the small hill ahead, as if something had occurred to her, Abbess Lingyuan suddenly called out, "Stop!"
Behind her, Abbess Lingfeng stepped forward and asked, "Senior Sister, we're about to get out and rendezvous with Mount Hua Sect. Why stop now?"
Pointing toward the hill ahead, Abbess Lingyuan explained, "There's something wrong with that hill. The birds are circling without landing. It feels out of place compared to the surrounding area."
Looking in the same direction, Abbess Lingfeng also grew tense. After a slight hesitation, she said, "We took quite a few detours along the way. The Demonic Cult fiends shouldn't know we would take this road. Could it be that some hunters entered the mountain and startled the birds? Why don't we send someone to check first?"
After hesitating for a moment, Abbess Lingyuan shook her head. After all they had been through, they had long since become frightened birds startled by the twang of a bowstring,