It was the dead of night.
A streak of sword light came from the distant Great Serpent Mound, finally stopping above a secluded mountain gorge.
The Sword-Ray faded, revealing a young Daoist. His Daoist robe hung neatly, his expression was calm, and an Ancient Sword Case rested on his back.
Standing in midair, he looked down and casually took out a Jade Talisman, activating it with Spiritual Power.
The protective formation below was immediately withdrawn, revealing what lay beneath.
The Immortal Dao Alliance's outpost near Cloud-Parting Valley was none other than Horseshoe Pool.
The outpost had been built beside a natural pool, on relatively open terrain. At this moment, lights blazed among its cave abodes and fortified camps. Fluctuations of Spiritual Qi were subdued and orderly, and cultivators patrolled the grounds.
Soon, a cultivator from Horseshoe Pool came forward to welcome him.
"Greetings, True Person."
This young Daoist was, of course, Song Yan.
Since Devil Cultivators were causing trouble, how could he possibly stay away?
Besides, Song Yan had always wanted to speak with Li Yi again. Even if the man no longer recognized him, he at least needed to find out what exactly had happened to him.
Thus, after Fang Cunsheng informed him of the situation, Song Yan immediately made his decision.
He first had Fang Cunsheng return to Horseshoe Pool to report the news, while he handed over his assignments to Feng Siyuan and Deng Ke, reported to Blackwater Pass, and then hurried here.
Yet when Song Yan arrived, he saw only Lu Si, Horseshoe Pool's original defending commander. Li Yi was nowhere to be seen.
"True Person Ciyu." Lu Si strode forward and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Thank you for making the journey."
Lu Si was a clever man.
Although he and Song Yan were both