In the pitch-black night.
Chasing after the departing Clear Sky Sect Seventh Elder and the others, Su Mo quickly left the main battlefield where the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall were fighting, entered the depths of the Clear Sky Sect, and finally arrived before a pavilion.
Spirit Hall had attacked the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate directly.
So, upon hearing the commotion, the Clear Sky Sect's people had all rushed over to provide support.
As a result, the main battlefield for both sides was concentrated in the front and middle sections of the Clear Sky Sect's grounds. The deepest areas of the sect, places like this pavilion, had yet to be affected by the battle.
"Could Tang Zhen be inside this pavilion?"
With Su Mo's speed, he had naturally caught up to the Clear Sky Sect Seventh Elder and the others long ago. Following them closely, he arrived outside this pavilion.
Seeing the Clear Sky Sect Seventh Elder lead several people hurriedly into the pavilion while its upper floor remained brightly lit, Su Mo's eyes flickered.
To verify his guess.
Su Mo suddenly sprang off the ground with the six jet-black, slender, spike-covered insect legs of his Ghost Blade Mantis Spirit Avatar, instantly leaping onto a large tree.
Standing atop the tree, Su Mo looked toward the brightly lit area inside the pavilion.
Inside, the lit area was a room. There was little furniture within it: only a bookshelf, a desk, several chairs, and a bed.
At that moment, an unconscious old man lay on the bed. Several maids stood nearby, glancing out the window from time to time, their faces filled with anxiety. They were likely worried about the battlefield outside.
Then, amid hurried footsteps, the room's door was suddenly pushed open. The Clear Sky Sect Seventh Elder