The sky had just turned bright.
In a valley around 50 miles away from the White Miao Village, hundreds of people in traditional Miao Tribe attire stood on the hillside wearing a worried expression.
An old lady with only one arm was leading them.
A skinny young man carrying a four or five years old little girl was standing next to her.
"Mr. Ye, that is the Black Miao Village!" The old lady looked extremely grim as she pointed at the village in the valley.
After the death of Li Chu and the rest, the high priest manifested himself in the fire to invite Ye Chen for a battle. Knowing how powerful the high priest was, the old lady advised Ye Chen to not go. However, he did not care.
