Night.
A full moon hung high in the sky, the dark clouds retreating before it.
At the foot of a slope on the outskirts of Cyan Bamboo Mountain.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
With the sound of wind being torn asunder, two figures flew down from the top of the slope and landed before Gu Zheng.
"Mr. Gu, all the hidden sentries and traps have been dealt with," Tao Liu said in a low voice.
"Mm."
Gu Zheng replied softly, "Yan Hongxue has already led his men to the rear mountain. You and Xue take a group and secure the main eastern exit. We will move at first light. Remember, not a single person gets away!"
"Understood!"
Tao Liu cupped his fist, and along with An Xiaoxue, quickly vanished into the darkness again.
The western side of Cyan Bamboo Mountain was a dead end of sheer cliffs, while the other three sides were covered in bamboo forests.
Deep within this endless sea of bamboo was the Main Altar of the Blood Drop Sect.
