Lin Wan'er also nodded.
"I have the same feeling, we need to be careful."
Luo Qingchen extended his Divine Sense, carefully probing the surroundings.
Sure enough, not far behind them, there were a few vague auras tracking them.
It seems Fang Zhenxiong not only intends to kill with a borrowed knife but also has a backup plan.
"Don't worry, everything is under control."
Luo Qingchen reassured them.
"Let's first go to the Spirit Mine to check things out, and then decide what to do."
The Qingyun Spirit Mine was built on the mountainside of a small hill, usually bustling with activity.
Now it was deathly silent, not a soul in sight.
The three arrived at the mine entrance, only to see that the protective array at the entrance had already been shattered, and numerous bodies were scattered on the ground.
These corpses mostly belonged to the sect's mining workers, and they had died in a terribly tragic manner.
"The wounds on these people are very strange."
