Jiang Chen controlled Little Black Sparrow and had it chirp a few times. "Elder Yu, I'll leave Little Black Sparrow here later. Use its cries as the signal—if it chirps three times in succession, it means I've dealt with the patrol disciples. Everyone, begin the operation immediately."
"Alright."
Time passed second by second. The clouds were thick tonight, and the night was dark—a perfect night for killing.
There was no pity in Jiang Chen's heart. Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect insisted on becoming enemies with Spirit Hall, destruction was their only possible end.
Even if he had not come today, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would still have been destroyed. Spirit Hall's losses might merely have been somewhat greater.
The time had come. Jiang Chen set out.
The elite assassination squad of more than ten people had originally been assigned this task, but Jiang Chen had taken their place, choosing to eliminate the patrol disciples alone.
Little Black Sparrow remained in the rear, while Number Two and Number Three circled through the skies ahead.
The darkness could not obstruct Jiang Chen's vision. Within his sight, every patrol disciple was clearly revealed.
Some walked about on patrol, while others lay concealed in the shadows.
Even if enemies truly attacked, those Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples hidden in the dark would be able to detect them immediately.
Their defenses really are tight, Jiang Chen thought, somewhat surprised by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's level of vigilance.
If that elite squad of more than ten people had truly been sent to assassinate these patrols, they might actually have been discovered.
His body seemed to drift lightly as he moved swiftly, without stirring the slightest sound of wind, like a ghost floating through the dark night.
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