"Both alive and dead?"
When Fang Qianyuan heard that Wu Ziyun could not determine their current state, he was delighted rather than alarmed.
"These people are only ordinary Human Rank Spirit Tamers. By all reason, this should be utterly impossible for them."
"Something unusual must have happened to them."
Wu Ziyun agreed. "That must be it."
Fang Qianyuan said, "It seems it is time to bring them back."
Zuoqiutang immediately said, "Please give us your instructions, my lord."
Fang Qianyuan waved a hand and rose. "No. I will go myself."
Though he already had a number of trusted subordinates, none had reached the late stage of Earth Rank, let alone the tenth-turn peak or beyond.
With a mystic treasure of the Ancient Cultivators from before the Dharma-Ending Age at stake, it would be safer for him to act personally.
Before long, Fang Qianyuan left the main camp with Little White, taking no one else, and headed for the deadly reaches of Desolate Valley outside the Ye'e Tribe's Imperial City.
For the Azure Cloud Sect's expedition into this area, there were detailed mission briefings, along with all manner of records left by the Merit Hall's patrolling Merit Officers.
The members of each squad, where they had gone, what they were exploring, and for what purpose had all been recorded with perfect clarity.
Thus, Fang Qianyuan easily found the place Yang Xia and the others had gone to explore.
Yang Xia still wore a look of despair as he walked through the dark passage like a living corpse.
He had held on here for who knew how long. His heavenfire stones were spent, his food and water exhausted, yet there was still no exit in sight.
I'm hungry again. It must have been almost a month by now, right?
*Am I