On that night, atop a nameless peak inside Tiandu City, several figures were moving through the woods.
These people were all dressed in clothes for moving in the night, seamlessly blending in with the darkness. As they ran, they treated trees and plants as if they were nothing, their figures agile like rabbits, clearly no ordinary folk.
Behind these few people, several other figures were maintaining a certain distance, likely following them, not daring to get too close or too far away.
"Third Elder, what do you think these guys are up to?" a middle-aged man asked.
The leading old man shook his head, "I'm not sure, but these guys are all evil cultivators. Arriving at this mountain late at night, they must have a purpose."
