"Why did you and Qing Yuan repeatedly urge Patriarch Fakong to join you in dealing with my Divine Blood Sect?" Song Wen asked.
Yin Jiu said, "Qing Yuan and I crossed several prefectures to get here, with only Yuan Rong accompanying us and no other subordinates. Persuading Patriarch Fakong to join us was mainly Yuan Rong's idea. First, it could strengthen our side; second, Pagoda Temple has many monks who could run errands for us; furthermore, Cangwu Province and Candle Dragon Province are adjacent. Should we urgently require any rare spiritual materials, we could procure them from Pagoda Temple."
Song Wen proceeded to question Yin Jiu further, but obtained no useful information. He then activated the Sea of Consciousness Black Hole and devoured the souls of Yin Jiu and the nine monks.
His consciousness left his sea of consciousness, and Song Wen looked back at White Crow City.
The city lay in utter ruin, corpses strewn everywhere.
Most of the people in the city had perished at the hands of the nine monks. The few fortunate survivors had mostly fled the city.
What had once been a city regarded as a symbol of status and strength, a place where people could live and work in peace, had now become a hell that everyone avoided like the plague.
Song Wen did not linger. Raising his escape light, he flew toward the Divine Blood Sect.
This outing could not be called a great harvest, but he had eliminated some threats to the sect. It had not been a wasted trip.
By the time Song Wen returned to the Divine Blood Sect, night had deepened.
Yet the moment he entered the mountain gate, he saw Xuan Li and several Mahayana elders waiting for him.
At the sight of Song Wen's return, Xuan