Having left his disciples and the winged lion behind at the shore of the Pure Heart Lake to make their way back to the Flying Sword Sect for themselves, Xuan Hao didn't bother holding back in the slightest. Flying through the air and easily crossing the distance between the Pure Heart City and the Pure Heart Island within a minute.
"This should be the place…"
Arriving in front of a large opening in the ground where the terrifying aura that he had felt earlier came from, Xuan Hao grew a bit cautious. Using both his domains to careful scan the surroundings for any clues that might help him figure out what had happened earlier.
"A large group of people seem to have entered around half an hour ago…"
Narrowing his eyes as he discovered a few lingering traces from the expeditionary force of the Ghost Howl Sect, Xuan Hao soon began observing the opening itself.
