Lu Mingfei walked in the middle of the group, his gaze fixed on the endless darkness ahead.
His mind was a mess, yet strangely empty.
But he had no regrets.
After they had walked for a few minutes, two people at the front of the group slowed down.
Lu Mingfei looked up and saw two young people walking back toward him.
The one in front was a lean, sturdy young man with short, dark red hair.
His face was stern, his features sharply defined, and a fierce edge lay between his brows.
His eyes were deep red.
A faint light seemed to move within his pupils. When he looked at someone, his gaze carried an almost tangible pressure.
He had not released his Martial Soul.
But the faint fluctuations of Soul Power around him formed an intensely restrained aura.
He was like a sharp sword kept in its sheath.
Beside him walked a young woman who looked a few years older than Lu Mingfei.
She was strikingly beautiful.
The outer corners of her eyes tilted slightly upward, giving her a natural charm and liveliness.
A hint of a smile played on her lips.
She gave off a languid, dangerous air, like a fox sizing up its prey.
Lu Mingfei recognized her.
She had not taken part in the battle earlier.
She had stood at the very back of the group, watching coldly, as though observing something.
And he remembered the young man releasing his Martial Soul.
It had been a Moon Blade.
A double-edged curved blade that had spun through the night like moonlight.
"Xie Yue, Hu Liena."
Tuo Bajun nodded to them, his tone carrying a measure of respect.
Lu Mingfei noticed that Tuo Bajun treated these two young people quite differently from the other bishops.
Xie Yue did