In the mountain stream, the atmosphere was solemn.
The True Cultivators of the Holy Sect each took out the fruits of their mission.
There were Vein-locating Talismans flickering with faint light, Memory Jade Scrolls recording defensive layouts, and Beast Hide Map Scrolls marking the positions of powerful cultivators...
All the intelligence ultimately converged in the hands of the team leader, Yuan Zong.
Yuan Zong's sallow face showed no emotion. He first quickly checked the authenticity and completeness of all the intelligence, then gave a slight nod after confirming there were no issues.
He then sat down cross-legged and formed a strange Dharma Seal with his hands in front of his chest.
The Dharma Seal was shaped like a vertical pupil, exuding a hint of malevolence.
The next instant, he opened his mouth and spat out a small glob of bright red essence blood.
