"Mao Yi, what exactly was the background of this so-called master? Our chieftain actually referred to herself as his servant!"
After night fell, a small squad lay hidden in the mountains, carefully watching the cluster of barracks beyond a field of jagged rocks. One voice spoke in a low whisper.
The mountain ranges of Northern Julu Continent sprawled across a vast expanse. Focusing on any single spot, one could scarcely tell they were even in the mountains; it resembled flat ground instead.
There were even hills and ridges upon the mountains, requiring one to cross peak after peak.
At that moment, on an open stretch of mountainland not far from the Cat Clan settlement, rows upon rows of tents stretched out. Demonic aura hung heavy within, lending the place a grave air. It was precisely where the troops led by Wolf Gu, mountain lord of the Wolf Clan, had encamped.
From time to time, demons emerged from the camp, circulating their demonic arts as they searched in every direction. Thus, the ten people did not dare draw too close.
These ten were the warriors Qiu Miao had selected from the clan under Qiu Yan's instructions. The man who had questioned Qiu Yan at the gate was among them as well—Mao Yi.
Mao Yi was, by all accounts, one of the Cat Clan's rare champions. His combat strength was exceptional, and he had been blessed with remarkable talent from birth, worthy of being called the Cat Clan's foremost warrior.
After Jadebreaker, Longsword, and the others arrived, he had learned quite a few techniques and moves from Jadebreaker, climbing yet another step higher.
However, ever since Qiu Miao returned, that title of first place no longer belonged to him. Qiu Miao, having been guided by Qiu Yan, already possessed astonishing Divine Abilities,