The Seven Demons of She Mountain

Two days later, the four of them reached Qingzhou City.

They passed through the city gate, followed the familiar streets, and soon arrived at the Demon Suppression Division. From there, they headed straight for the Demon-Slaying Battalion.

Zhou Zheng walked in front and pushed open the courtyard gate. He crossed the stone-paved path, then faltered.

Something was wrong.

At this hour, people would normally be coming and going through the Demon Suppression Division's courtyard.

But now, the sprawling courtyard was unnaturally quiet.

Yan Tieyi frowned.

"Where did everyone go?"

Meng Jiu looked around. His gaze fell on the empty weapon racks at the far end of the Martial Arts Arena.

"The battalion's people are all gone." Yan Tieyi clicked his tongue. "This doesn't look like just one or two Deputy Generals going out."

"Let's ask Lord Li."

Meng Jiu looked toward the main hall.

The four of them entered the hall.

Li Hanguang raised his head from behind a desk piled with documents, a faint smile entering his eyes.

"You're back?"

"Yes." Yan Tieyi stepped forward, casting the briefest glance at Yang Xiao. "The Mystic Bone Sect mission has been completed."

He was about to take his leave when Li Hanguang stopped him.

"Wait."

Li Hanguang rose and walked over to them, his expression grave.

"You've only just returned, and I ought to let you rest. But there's something you need to know."

"Something has happened in Azure Mist City."

"According to our scouts, the Seven Demons of She Mountain have all gathered in Azure Mist City recently. That's unusual for them. They appear to be plotting something, and their movements have been strange."

"The Seven Demons of She Mountain?"

Yan Tieyi's face darkened. "Those seven great Demons of the Aperture-Opening Realm?"

"That's right." Li Hanguang nodded, his gaze distant.