Mount Diancang was vast and desolate, poor in resources for Tao cultivation, rarely frequented by people, making it a suitable hideout for Sin Cultivators.
Mo Hua followed several senior brothers and sisters to Mount Diancang.
Mountains towered majestically, shrouded in clouds and mist, the pale yellow miasma obscuring all directions.
Murong Caiyun said, "I accepted a reward from the Sect. There's a tip that the Bald Eagle is hiding alone in a cave thirty miles from here."
"However, this person is vigilant and skilled in Formation, and will surely set up formations along the way to guard against pursuit..."
"These formations might not be very sophisticated, but they are extremely covert and hard to detect, requiring a skilled Formation Master to inspect along the way..."
"We must be meticulous and not overlook anything..."
"Otherwise, we risk startling the 'Bald Eagle' and letting him escape..."
Murong Caiyun glanced at Mo Hua, "Junior Brother Mo, can you handle it?"
