The injured Borisin ran very fast.
Even with half an arrow shaft still lodged in its left shoulder and Blood One, it showed no sign of stopping. It moved on all fours, constantly traversing the mountains and forests, choosing the densest bushes and the most treacherous paths.
Lin Yuan and Qian Renxue remained trailing behind, neither too close nor too far.
Lin Yuan didn't make another move, but followed the bloodstains, broken branches, and claw marks in the soil to keep track. Qian Renxue also restrained her Soul Power, not even releasing her Six-Winged Angel. The two of them moved through the forest like two shadows.
After chasing for more than ten miles, the terrain ahead began to change.
The mountain became increasingly steep, with towering black rock walls on both sides and only a very narrow crevice in the middle, barely wide enough for two or three people to pass through side by side.
When Bu Borisin arrived here, his speed noticeably slowed down.
It circled the entrance first, then looked up and sniffed around to make sure no one was following it before disappearing into the mountain crevice.
Behind a large rock in the distance, Qian Renxue said softly, "Quite cautious."
Lin Yuan looked at the mountain crevice but didn't go over immediately.
The more cautious you are, the more likely there is something inside.
The two waited for a full quarter of an hour.
After confirming that there was no further movement at the entrance, they went around it via the side of the hillside.
The entrance on the front was too narrow, making it easy to be discovered once inside. However, the rock walls on both sides of the mountain crevice were not entirely insurmountable. Without releasing their Martial Soul, the two used the gaps in the rocks to ascend, finally lying prone on the edge of a cliff overgrown with weeds.
Lin Yuan pushed aside the withered branches in front of him.
The view below finally came into view.
This is a naturally formed valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with the only entrance being the narrow mountain crevice we just passed. From the outside, no one would guess that such a large space is hidden inside.
In the middle of the valley, a dozen or so rough tents were pitched, surrounded by sharpened wooden stakes that enclosed several areas. Dozens of tall wolf figures were scattered among them, some patrolling, others sitting by the fire sharpening bone knives.
Further away, there were piles of Soul Beast corpses.
The smell of blood was so strong that you could smell it from this far away.
Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes.
You were right.
Lin Yuan remained silent.
His gaze had already fallen to the innermost part of the valley.
There are three wooden cages there.
The first cell contained seven or eight people, their clothes tattered, most of them wounded. There were ordinary hunters and mercenaries who had previously gone missing. Two of them were clearly Soul Master, but their hands were tightly locked by some kind of black iron rings, and their Soul Power fluctuations were extremely weak.
The second wooden cage was even more outrageous.
It doesn't contain people, but Soul Beast.
An Ironclad Rhinoceros lay on the ground with a wound on its abdomen that almost pierced its body; beside it were two Gale Wolf, a Crimson Fire Fox, and a Black-Scaled Python with its tail severed.
They are all alive.
But it's just existing.
Qian Renxue's gaze slowly turned cold.
What are they going to do with these things?
"Look at the third side."
Lin Yuan pointed.
Qian Renxue looked in that direction.
The third area had no cages, only a huge stone platform.
A middle-aged Soul Master was tied to the stone platform.
The man was covered in blood, and his right leg was almost torn apart. Two Borisin stood beside him, one of them holding something that looked like a bone needle, which they were repeatedly stabbing into different parts of the man's body.
The other hand held a dark red metal plate with tiny lines flashing across it.
The man convulsed in pain, but was held firmly in place by the chains.
" Martial Soul."
Suddenly Borisin spoke.
"Play it again."
The man gritted his teeth.
"Dream!"
Without a word, Bu Borisin raised his claw and pressed it directly onto his broken right leg.
Click!
The bones were crushed again.
The man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his scream was caught in his throat.
"Release."
Borisin spoke again.
The man gritted his teeth, but ultimately couldn't hold on any longer, and his Soul Power shone through his body.
Three Soul Ring, two yellow and one purple, slowly appeared.
A long sword appeared in his right hand.
Bu Borisin nearby, immediately lowered his head to take notes.
"Local life energy manifests outward."
"A three-layer ring structure."
"The energy in the third ring is significantly higher than that in the first two rings."
It spoke calmly, as if it were observing an insect.
Qian Renxue's grip on her sword tightened little by little.
Lin Yuan pressed down on her wrist.
"Don't rush."
Qian Renxue turned her head.
Can you hold back?
"You have to endure it, even if you can't help it."
Lin Yuan's gaze swept across the entire camp.
"There are at least forty here."
"And the truly powerful ones haven't even appeared yet."
Qian Renxue did not refute.
She noticed it too.
These Borisin outside were on a completely different level from the scouts they had killed earlier.
Their armor was more complete, their weapons were heavier, and most importantly—they all possessed a strong aura of bloodlust.
He hadn't just killed someone.
It is something that can only be cultivated through years of fighting.
This is a true warrior.
Just then, a noise came from the entrance of the valley.
They both looked at the same time.
The Bu Li Borisin they had deliberately let go has finally returned.
It had barely rushed into the camp when it staggered and fell to its knees.
Several Borisin immediately surrounded them.
"What about the others?"
The injured Borisin was panting heavily.
"Dead."
The surroundings fell silent instantly.
"They're all dead?"
"Two local Soul Master."
It gritted its teeth and pulled the broken arrow from its shoulder.
"A woman."
"A boy with a bow."
Upon hearing the words "use a bow," a deep voice suddenly came from the largest black tent deep in the valley.
"Bow?"
There is only one word.
All the Borisin around fell silent at the same time, even the two who were torturing the prisoners by the stone platform subconsciously stopped what they were doing.
Qian Renxue's eyes flickered slightly.
Lin Yuan stared at the tent.
The wounded scout lowered his head.
"Yes."
"The arrow is fast."
"Of the fourteen of us, only I'm left to come back."
There was a moment of silence inside the tent.
"Where is the aura of Abundance?"
"Confirm."
"It's in the village to the north."
"Someone used that power to heal the injured."
"Very good."
The deep voice sounded again.
"Tomorrow."
Bring the things back.
"Arrest everyone."
The wounded scout hesitated for a moment.
"Captain, that archer..."
A soft laugh suddenly came from inside the tent.
"A local who has never even seen a starry sky."
"Is it something for you to be afraid of?"
The scout immediately lowered his head.
"I wouldn't dare."
"Go down and get your wounds treated."
"Yes."
It retreated.
Qian Renxue looked at the tent, her eyes now filled with a hint of fighting spirit.
"Is that the captain inside?"
"It's probably not an ordinary item."
"So what do we do now?"
Lin Yuan did not answer.
He was still looking at the valley.
He memorized every detail: the patrol route, the tent locations, the wooden cages, the entrance, the mountainside.
After a moment, he said softly:
"Don't move for now."
Qian Renxue frowned.
Those people are still being tortured.
"I know."
Lin Yuan looked at the Soul Master who was tied to the stone platform.
"So we need to figure this place out tonight."
"They're going to the village tomorrow."
"That makes things much easier."
Qian Renxue immediately realized what was happening.
"Wait for them to split their forces?"
Lin Yuan nodded.
"Didn't they want to arrest someone?"
"Let them go."
"The village has Yaoshi Zhou, Abundance Sprout, and what they desire most."
Qian Renxue's lips slowly curled into a smile.
"Shall we eat them again?"
"No."
Lin Yuan looked at the row of wooden cages in the valley, his voice gradually turning cold.
"Save lives first."
"Retake the camp."
"At last--"
His gaze fell on the largest black tent.
"Keep the captain inside too."
Upon hearing Qian Renxue's eyes completely melted into a smile.
That's more like it.
The two remained lying on the cliff edge, without making a sound.
The Borisin, and no one looked up.
And no one noticed.
Their carefully hidden camp had been thoroughly observed by two hunters.