"It's already late at night, the Overseers cannot be understaffed, so I'll take people and leave!"
Chen Yuan nodded.
Then, Pei Yanhu quickly left with part of the armored soldiers.
Chen Yuan stayed outside this Ancestor Mountain, turned his head to look at the Ancestor Mountain not far away, his eyes flickering with Divine Light.
"Lu Ming, it's late and cold, pass the order down, let the soldiers make a fire to warm up!"
"Yes!"
Before long, in the pitch-black night, streaks of blazing fire arose, dotting the snowy mountains and forests, accompanied by the crackling sound of fireworks.
.......
Meanwhile, in another part of the Ancestor Mountain shrouded in green mist, with howling wind.
A piercing scream arose.
Amid the green mist, several Heavenly Pass Death Row prisoners, with loose hair, glanced around in the mist.
Their shackles had been removed, and they held various Taoist Soldiers, their terrified and suspicious eyes darting around, their bodies tense.
