Xiao Yan and his group slowly headed toward Shawu Village, while Yu Yifeng also took the rest of the squad and went straight to where the medicinal herbs needed to enter Ice Fire Island grew.
At this moment, Shawu Village.
Shawu Village was a village clinging to the seaside with a population of around two thousand, making it quite sizable. With its dazzling array of wooden house architecture, the sandy soil along the path, and the onslaught of sea breezes-along with mists that occasionally drifted in and blurred one's vision-it earned its name.
Right now, almost all the powerful men in the village stood atop an altar about a hundred meters in size, facing three shadowy figures with a shared hatred of the enemy.
Those three shadowy figures were draped in pitch-black robes that tightly concealed their entire bodies, and wisps of extremely evil aura continuously emanated from within them, yet a large red character was embroidered on the back of each black robe.
"Sin!"
The striking red character was enchanting and alluring, seemingly leaking some kind of evil power that left lingering fear in people's hearts.
The black robes were set off in a particularly alluring way by this red character of sin on the back.
"Old Village Chief, have you considered?" Among the three shadowy figures, the one standing in the middle slowly spoke, carrying a mocking tone in his voice that made everyone around feel uneasy.
"Hmph."
"Don't even dream of swallowing our village with whatever messy power you belong to; even if we die, we won't agree to your unreasonable demands..." A burly man holding a broadsword stepped directly forward and said, his eyes filled with an indomitable momentum.
"So much nonsense." The moment the burly man finished speaking, the shadowy figure on the far right