But after her surprise, other emotions appeared on Bibi Dong's face.
She stood before the window of Spirit Hall's secret chamber, the confidential report crumpling in her grip.
Moonlight streamed through the lattice and fell across half her face, illuminating the surging gleam in her purple-black eyes.
"You mean..."
Her voice was very low, but she spoke a little faster than usual.
"Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were both wounded, and even the sect's disciples suffered heavy injuries?!"
Bibi Dong looked at the intelligence agent before her, the surprise in her eyes turning to urgency.
She stepped forward, the hem of her papal robes brushing the floor and stirring a faint breeze.
"The information came from our Spirit Hall mole in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He was there when it happened. There's absolutely no mistake."
The intelligence agent nodded solemnly.
He knelt on one knee, his head lowered, not daring to meet Bibi Dong's eyes.
To verify this information, all three agents who had been embedded in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for years had been activated. One had even risked approaching the heart of the battle, using a Soul Tool to record Yang Jian's thousand-zhang figure as he unleashed Heavenly Law, Earthly Form.
"Heaven is on my side!!!"
Bibi Dong spun around, her robes tracing an arc through the air.
Her voice held irrepressible excitement, and her purple-black eyes shone with a frightening brilliance.
"Relay my secret order!"
She walked to the desk and picked up a Martial Soul Token. Pressing a fingertip against its surface, she infused it with soul power, and the patterns on it lit up with a purple-black glow.
"Activate the Soul Hunting Plan!"
Bibi Dong clenched her hand, crushing the report into a ball