Several days passed in succession.
Heavenly Fate Sect still failed to find any trace of Yi Feng. Other than raging helplessly, the higher-ups seemed to be out of options. Meanwhile, Yi Feng appeared and vanished like a ghost, toying with Heavenly Fate Sect until it spun in circles. The enemy hid in the dark while they stood in the open, killing intent lurking on every side. Heavenly Fate Sect had no choice but to stay constantly alert for night raids.
All of a sudden, Heavenly Fate Sect became a place of anxious hearts. Every disciple feared for their own safety. The dead of night seemed especially terrifying; even though Yi Feng did not appear again, no one dared let down their guard in the slightest.
In just a few days, everyone in Heavenly Fate Sect had suffered mental torment. Many had already begun to feel their state of mind fluctuate, treating Yi Feng as an inner demon...
In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
Over that half month, Yi Feng launched occasional night raids on Heavenly Fate Sect, throwing the sect into such turmoil that even its chickens and dogs found no peace. Countless disciples could not sleep at night, nearly frightened into lasting psychological shadows.
Though the elders were not reduced to such a state, they too had been toyed with until their minds wavered, no longer able to cultivate in peace. Even the Great Elder, who had remained in seclusion for years, could no longer endure it. He appeared within the sect and waited quietly for Yi Feng and the black-clothed young man to arrive, swearing to kill the two with his own hands!
It was another night.
It was already the fourth watch of the night.
The entire Heavenly Fate Sect kept vigil, everyone