Hou Yanze and Gongsun Cang followed close behind, with Wu Chang, Xie Huaxiong, Sun Ju, and the middle Qi Refining cultivators of the two Lineages bringing up the rear.
Liu Yu's party of sixteen crept up the trail toward the mountainside, eliminating the sentry posts along the way one by one.
Despite the summer heat, the mountain trail was utterly silent, without even the chirping of insects. It was as though they had sensed the murderous intent in the dark night and fallen silent, not daring to make a sound.
The incomplete section of Spirit Vein on Little Brow Mountain lay halfway up the slope. There was a small stretch of level ground there, upon which stood dozens of houses and pavilions. The Feng Household's cultivators all cultivated here.
The Feng Household's ancestral hall stood at the very rear of these buildings, protected by an array.
At that moment, Feng Tianwei sat cross-legged on a cushion in a cultivation chamber connected to the ancestral hall.
He was circulating his cultivation method to heal his injuries. His face was somewhat pale, and sweat seeped from the pores on his forehead.
As the patriarch's Cultivation Room, it naturally surpassed those of ordinary Lineage members. It had been built at the node where spiritual energy was most concentrated and equipped with a Spirit Gathering Array. Connected to the ancestral hall, its importance went without saying.
After a long while, Feng Tianwei slowly ceased circulating his cultivation method, opened his mouth, and spat a large mouthful of black, stagnant blood onto the floor in front of his cushion.
Feng Tianwei had returned to the Lineage only a little over half a day earlier. He had sustained these injuries while attacking the Spirit Herb Garden alongside the Hehuan Sect cultivators. They were neither light