After the three teams parted ways at the memorial arch, they each went to investigate their own assigned region.
They were unaware of the great misfortune that befell Qiao Wenjuan and her husband, but they would not care too much even if they did know.
Xu Shanshan was walking at the front of the team while holding the child; however, Xue Xiao was a step behind the group. Her previous playfulness was gone, and her expression was extraordinarily serious.
"Gurgle…" A young body cultivator in the group kicked something and stopped walking, his expression shifting.
Everyone tightened their hold on their weapons and looked down. A ferocious-looking head was silently laying by their feet, making everyone's breathing stutter, but their expressions remained calm.
Xu Shanshan looked up at the rows of residences around them. "There're probably at least 100 or more households living here. Let's divide into three groups and search."
