The group from Forgetting Passion Valley watched Shi Chun and the others intently with their magical sight, monitoring their reactions.
Jin Hao, who bore an ugly scar across her face and was keeping watch over their surroundings, suddenly warned, "This is bad. The Extreme Fire Sect is here."
At her words, the earless Wu Shanshan and the noseless Lin Yuefang turned to look where she pointed. A newly arrived group had appeared in the night sky. Examined with magical sight beneath the starlight, their clothing alone revealed where they came from. Besides, the women had long since paid attention to the disciples of the highest-ranking sects.
Their numbers made identification even easier. Among all the participating sects, only three had teams of a hundred or more people sweeping in together. It would have been hard to mistake them.
Yin Tianlu, the Extreme Fire Sect's leader, had imposing brows and features. He swept his gaze over the scene and signaled with a wave. Someone immediately went to fetch members of nearby sects for questioning; they needed to establish what was happening.
Given the Extreme Fire Sect's standing, disciples from smaller sects naturally obliged them over something so harmless. Soon, someone came over to report on the situation.
Standing behind Yin Tianlu, the powerfully built Black Tiger listened to the report with gleaming eyes, keeping a low profile behind the others.
In truth, he was the central figure in the Extreme Fire Sect's expedition. However, his ability to locate divine fire was a closely guarded secret that could not be advertised, so the highly capable Yin Tianlu had been pushed to the forefront to provide cover.
Watching them closely, Wu Shanshan glanced toward Shi Chun again and said gravely, "Now we're in trouble. The Extreme Fire Sect has come all this way