Five days later, atop a barren cliff.
The members of the Ran Sect waited quietly.
Lu Ran and Jiang Ruyi stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing into the northwestern sky. Beneath the roiling sea of clouds, two crows flew in from afar.
In the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, there were neither birds nor beasts.
These two pitch-black crows were clearly disciples under the Seven-class God·Witch Crow.
"They've arrived," Lu Ran said.
In their view, the two crows halted, circled for a moment, then turned and flew away again.
It was apparent they dared not approach the members of Ran Sect.
"They certainly retreated quickly," Lu Ran sighed again.
Over the past five days, Lu Ran had wielded the Evil Technique·Mirror Flower Moon sparingly. In terms of the entire journey, the Ran Sect hadn't even traversed halfway.
Meanwhile, the people of Big Wind Hall, guided by the Silent Night Blade, had been speeding southeast without pause.
