Leaving Kunlin behind, Huang Yue departed with the others.
Qiao Yi had already been taken away. There was no point for Qiao Xixi to give chase now.
Feiyan, Xijing, and Kunlin first escorted Qiao Xixi back to the tribe, while Sunxiao and the others followed the lingering scent of Qiao Yi and his captors to investigate.
"Be careful."
Sunxiao and the others nodded, their figures quickly vanishing into the dim mountain forest.
They wove through the forest, and as dawn approached, they finally discovered the battlefield on another mountain where Qiao Yi had fought the beastmen.
Even for seasoned warriors such as themselves, the scene before them was utterly stunning.
They were halfway up the mountain. All the flora in the area had been burned to cinders, leaving not a trace of life. Most terrifying of all, a massive crater had been gouged out of the hard mountain rock, as if a chunk of the mountain itself had been horrifyingly scooped away.
