In a hidden mountain forest, figures darted to and fro with ghostly and elusive speed.
When ordinary people witnessed this scene, they involuntarily shivered, faces filled with fear, and scrambled away in haste.
At the same time.
In a certain cave, the powerful figures of the Snow Mountain Holy Hall had all gathered here.
"Is everyone here?"
Shen Xue's gaze landed on the others, all the high-ranking members of the Snow Mountain Holy Hall had converged here at this moment.
"Is there any leakage of our whereabouts?"
"There is absolutely no leakage; even the other steward disciples within the Holy Hall are unaware of our whereabouts!"
Tao Feng stated solemnly.
Upon hearing this.
Shen Xue nodded slightly, then looked towards the interior of the cave, where numerous mysterious and profound patterns were engraved, exuding an inexplicable aura.
If a mage of the Magic System was here, they would discover that these patterns were extremely powerful magic inscriptions.
