Beyond a hundred-mile radius of the Stillbone Forest.
Since the earlier battle between Li Xingtian and Winter Melon had destroyed nearly all the dense woods surrounding the Stillbone Forest, they could only position their people farther away to gather them for the attack.
After all, they were all cultivators. Although they did not scan with their divine sense every moment, their eyes were open all the time.
Keeping farther away would also reduce the chances of being spotted by the patrolling lackeys.
Being discovered would not amount to much, and crushing those lackeys would not make a sound, but one less complication was always better. After all, no one knew whether the Blood Qi Evil Cultivator had worked some trick into those patrolling lackeys.
Dozens of cultivators stood silently behind Winter Melon.
Cui Hao and Lin Luoyu stood at Winter Melon's side.
The strategy had been settled before they departed, so they only needed to wait for Winter Melon's order, then act according to their respective objectives.
After all, if the operation was only announced on the battlefield, setting aside any unexpected disruption, merely having a couple of subordinates who could not understand plain speech and needed things explained several times could easily bring the entire mission crashing down.
Cui Hao swept his gaze over them, but found not a single new face. He could not help asking:
"Did you really ask for reinforcements?"
"Mm," Winter Melon replied offhandedly.
"So you couldn't get any?"
"I got them."
"Then where are they? Why can't I see a single one? Did you make other arrangements?"
"I don't know where they are either. They have their own arrangements."
"That works? We're about to act. What if they're still fast asleep at home? Is this reliable?"
Winter Melon glanced over. "If it isn't, should