Nighttime.
The stars are sparse, and the bright moonlight spills down.
In the mountains and forests.
A gentle breeze blows, spreading the scent of blood.
A group of people gathered together, holding burning torches in their hands, illuminating the corpses on the ground.
The Grand Elder of the Xing Family returned, looking somberly at the bodies on the ground.
The Second Elder and Fifth Elder, who were fine during the day, now lay silent on the ground, their bodies gnawed by wild beasts, some unrecognizable.
"Old Third, did you find any clues?" the Grand Elder said gloomily.
"The perpetrator used the Zhao Family's Night Orchid, but the Second and Fifth Elders were not poisoned. The Second Elder was first severely injured by the opponent's leg skill, then beheaded."
"The Fifth Elder's entire right arm was crippled, and before he died, he exchanged a punch with the opponent. There were no extra wounds on his body; he died from having his neck twisted."
