Yellow Wind Little Sage rode the gale and fled into the depths of the mountains and forests.
His figure turned into a streak of azure light, weaving and leaping through the woods.
Wild winds howled around him, twisting the light into shattered fragments. From afar, there was only a hazy blur of light and shadow; his true form could not be captured at all.
Less than half a minute after Yellow Wind Little Sage left the ruins of the Northern Yin Mountain Temple, three figures tore through the air at high speed and descended from the sky, landing steadily atop the ruins.
They were three Scavenger Fourth Rank powerhouses wearing Investigation Bureau uniforms. Each rode an extraordinarily divine steed, white as snow, its four hooves treading upon the wind.
Yet a closer look revealed something strange. Divine light in the three steeds' eyes was dull and lifeless. Though swift, their movements were somewhat rigid, and traces of talisman paper could vaguely be seen along the edges of their bodies. They were clearly Swift-Ride Armored Horses drawn from talisman paper and powered by Mythic Factors.
The leader was a burly man, his square face weathered by wind and frost.
His gaze was sharp as an eagle's as it swiftly swept over the Northern Yin Mountain Temple, now reduced to ruins, the scattered fragments of bones before its gates, and Gu Feng's corpse, still frozen in ice.
"We sensed an intense fluctuation of Mythic Factors at the Northern Yin Mountain Temple and rushed here at once."
The burly man dismounted and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened here? How did it end up like this?"
Another member of the squad was a handsome young man. Frowning, he said:
"I vaguely heard at the bureau today that the Seventh Law Enforcement