"I see something in front," Song Yan weakly said, pointing at the rubbles in front of them.
Using the extorted tracking artifact from the Black Moon disciples, they have expertly navigated the ruins, bypassing several traps and beast waves until the artefact led them to a still somewhat intact building.
The Hall stood untouched by the surrounding rot and glowing moss.
But it had already been defiled. The heavy stone doors had already been forced open by someone.
Gu Fan and Song Yan followed by the female disciples stepped silently into the dimly lit hall, only to find a bunch of Golden Mountain Sect disciples huddled in the corner.
They were heavily injured and bleeding. But above all, they looked like someone had pulled out their soul. Absolutely terrified.
They did not even look up when Gu Fan and the others walked inside towards them.
