The battered Gu Clan disciples slowly marched through the thick, highly toxic green fog of the Miasma Woods.
Nobody spoke.
The only sounds were the squelching of muddy boots and the occasional groan from the injured disciples.
Every survivor looked exhausted.
Some had fresh bandages. Others still carried dried blood on their robes.
First the Slaughter Array had broken their spirits, then the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect Cultivators broke their bodies.
Unfortunately for Gu Chen...
His biggest headache wasn't the array or the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect or the lead he just got.
It was Gu Fan.
This Young Master of his was suddenly stealing all his limelight.
Gu Chen's supreme Righteous Dao heart was burning with frustration as he recalled the interrogation of the final Blood Fiend Demonic Sect survivor.
Flashback.
About half an hour earlier,
