Shangguan Wendao thoughtfully played with the indistinct ball of black mist in his hand.
He had been wandering around Mo City for a while now, aiming to capture this somewhat inexplicable organization that had appeared in the Twenty-One Provinces.
This wasn't his first encounter, but still, he was always a step late.
"Second Elder's disciple has a decent talent, not as good as the girl from the Mo Family, but still possessing a Sword Bone."
"No wonder this organization is after him. It's a pity."
"Having lived so many years, it's the first time I've seen such a terrifying method capable of extracting someone else's talent."
Shangguan Wendao sighed deeply, tucked the Sword Bone back into the mysterious jar, and cast another glance at Su Bei and the other two not far away, before his figure quietly disappeared from the spot.
The night was ink-black, slowly cloaking the earth as a chilling moon rose slowly into the sky.
