The sun sank in the west, stretching people's shadows long...
Though the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Phoenix Forest Ward remained swelteringly hot because of its southern location. Most ordinary people avoided the midday heat and only began venturing out now.
They were surprised to find many Spirit Tamers walking the streets, dressed in all manner of clothing and apparently hailing from different places.
Some rode spirit creatures, while others brought their servants and led wagons along the streets surrounding the Luo Residence.
The wagon trains coming and going stretched for miles.
"I heard today was the Blood Demon Gang's young leader's tenth birthday. With all these things being moved around, they really are putting on quite a show."
"Are all these people here to deliver gifts?"
A Rogue Cultivator who had clearly just returned to the city from elsewhere spoke to his companion, unaware of what was happening.
"No, that's not right." His companion studied the scene for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice.
"What's not right?" Still oblivious, the Rogue Cultivator asked casually.
"These people aren't from the Blood Demon Gang... and they aren't here to celebrate!"
"Huh? Now that you mention it, you're right. If they were here to celebrate, they ought to be carrying things inside."
"Don't tell me someone's raided the Blood Demon Gang's home, and that's why they're carrying things out?" Seeing that no one was paying attention, the Rogue Cultivator chuckled to himself.
But very soon, he could no longer laugh.
"Here they come, here they come..."
"It was actually true!"
"This is unbelievable! The Blood Demon Gang's higher-ups... have all been killed!"
Hearing this, those Rogue Cultivators could not help raising their heads and looking toward the end of the street.
A long wagon train had suddenly appeared on the long street.