The three of them had pursued for only a few minutes before capturing all dozen or so figures.
That was why they had decided to give chase in the first place.
If those people had been too strong, Huang Ri and the others would not have pursued them.
When Huang Xing removed the black veils covering the faces of those dozen people,
he saw that they were all pale with terror and hurriedly began begging for mercy.
Clearly, they themselves had not expected to encounter powerful experts this time.
"Who are you people?" Huang Xing asked with a frown.
"You'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, I'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."
"Spare us, my lord! This lowly one is called Wu Jiang.
We're all Rogue Cultivators!"
The Man in Black in the middle begged without a moment's hesitation.
"Tell me. What was your purpose in coming to the inn?" Huang Ri asked calmly.
"We had no purpose! Someone found us and told us to sneak into your rooms tonight, take a look around, and then leave."
Wu Jiang hurriedly explained, "This lowly one didn't do anything!"
"Yes, yes," the other Rogue Cultivators around him nodded as well.
"No, Huang Yue is in danger."
The instant Huang Ri heard their words, he understood.
He stepped through the air and rushed straight toward the inn.
Since the inn was not far from them, they arrived in less than a minute.
Yet the moment Huang Ri and the others reached the inn and saw the scene before them, their eyes nearly split with rage.
Huang Yue lay fallen in a blood pool, her fate unknown.
As for the three bound black-robed figures, someone had hacked them into mincemeat with a blade. Their deaths were too gruesome to behold.
"Yue'er!"