Unknowingly, it was already late at night.
The 2,000 soldiers in the col crossed through it and arrived at the Hidden Dragon Cave. Standing at an elevated height, they could vaguely see the flames in the depths of the mountains.
On a nameless mountain ridge, a cave was lit up with dim yellow light. Pei Xiangjun was patrolling back and forth outside the cave with her spear. Occasionally, she would take out her monocular and observe the mountains in the distance.
Luo Ning was standing at the entrance of the cave with her arms crossed, carefully observing Ye Jingtang's complexion.
Ye Jingtang was sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating with his eyes closed. He hadn't moved for two hours. His upper body had turned light red, and wisps of white mist appeared on his forehead. The entire cave was a little hot.
