Jian Wushuang nodded and walked into the cave.
Inside the cave, a group of Martial Artists sat cross-legged, heads bowed as they conversed in low tones. These were the most elite cultivators participating in the Secret Realm expedition. They were the future of the Northern Domain; every single one of them had the potential to one day become a Sect Master.
In the very center of the cave, Xue Shitian sat cross-legged atop a large boulder, his eyes shut tight. Blood-red Energy swirled around him, pulsing in time with his breaths.
A moment later, Xu Lin entered the cave, approached Xue Shitian's side, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xue, those failures botched it. Shen Haoran arrived in time and killed them!"
At Xu Lin's words, Xue Shitian's tightly shut eyes slowly opened. The blood-red Energy swirling around him flowed back into his body.
