While the Faceless Sword Sect was tallying its losses, deep within the forest near the Yuheng Sect's location,
indistinct figures silently converged together.
The moonlight was cold and clear.
Three figures either stood or sat, quietly standing in front of a large, vague, and twisted human shape.
"Why hasn't Chun Yi arrived yet? He would never miss such an occasion," a person said in a low voice.
"He was in charge of supervising the battlefield, but afterwards, he went to track the direction of the Faceless Sword Sect's Bai Lu. There shouldn't be any problems; something must have held up his journey."
Another woman replied.
"Speaking of Bai Lu... those who went to track him before... have also not returned," the last person said solemnly.
