Li Hongzhao's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she focused on sensing her surroundings.
Possessing the Phoenix Bloodline gave her powerful Spiritual Power and keen perception.
She suddenly opened her bright eyes and glanced toward the southeast.
Ding Zhonglou was also concentrating on sensing the area, his sword-like brows tightly furrowed, yet he found nothing.
Li Hongzhao stepped forward, patted Chu Zhiyuan's shoulder, and pursed her red lips toward the southeast.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded and beckoned.
Li Hongzhao and Ding Zhonglou came closer.
Chu Zhiyuan placed a hand on each of their shoulders, then vanished.
The two merely felt their vision blur, and in the next instant, the scene before them changed abruptly.
They were still in a dense forest, but amid the lush wild grass and massive ancient trees, black-robed men were leaning beneath the roots.
Their eyes flew wide open. They sprang up and rushed to surround them, red light already shooting from their right palms.
"Senior Brother, it's them, isn't it?" Chu Zhiyuan asked in a deep voice.
One look at the faces and eyes of these black-robed middle-aged men told him that they were the ones.
Their gazes first fell upon Ding Zhonglou, and strange expressions appeared on their faces.
"It is them!" Ding Zhonglou shouted.
Though they had covered their faces back then and were unmasked now, their bearing and their eyes had been carved into his bones.
Nine streaks of Flowing Light suddenly shot from Chu Zhiyuan's sleeve, flashing into their bodies.
The Flowing Light pierced straight through their protective True Essence and through their bodies. Suspended in midair with blood clinging to them, they gave a light tremor that flung all the blood away, revealing gleaming snow-bright blades—they were nine small throwing knives.
The nine black-robed middle-aged men were hurled into the air and