In the mountain forest, inside a dilapidated temple, two black-clad, masked Martial Cultivators sat on the fallen head of a deity statue, looking toward the entrance of the ruined temple.
One man, broad-shouldered with phoenix eyes, spoke, "Damn it, what bad luck! In the third warehouse of the Yin Talisman Sect, there wasn't a single herb for the Nine Revolutions Qi Replenishing Soup. If I had known, I wouldn't have taken such a big risk!"
The slender man responded, "Second Brother, why dwell on it! With our Late Stage Second Layer cultivation and expert Darts Skill, not even the esteemed Stewards and Deputy Stewards of the Yin Talisman Sect and the Black Tiger Gang can stop us. Once we leave Great Marsh Prefecture, with our strength, we'll find a good path anywhere!"
The man with phoenix eyes frowned. "The Yin Talisman Sect has gone all out. We don't know when we'll be out of danger!"
