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The moonlight was pure and bright over Sunrise Mountain.
Three figures darted through the Yellow Bud Rice Fields like swift arrows.
Their robust bodies didn't so much as brush the Yellow Bud Rice, moving in absolute silence.
The one running at the front, Qian Mu, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Gone! How could it have disappeared?" His eyes widened, disbelief etched on his face.
"Explain yourself!" the bearded General Jin frowned.
"The Netherworld Worm vanished abruptly, its trace completely gone." Qian Mu hastened to explain.
General Jin's expression turned ugly in an instant, "Could there really be forbidden traps?"
"There only lives one person nearby, and there are no traces of any prohibitions," Qian Mu said, his countless eyes scanning Sunrise Mountain.
"General, should I go take a look?" the third brawny man in black robes asked, bowing with his fists clenched.
