Not long after Liu Canghai went in, Chu Qingyun emerged from the forest in another area.
"Xia... *cough*, Chu, you're out too. Did you run into anyone from the Martial Soul Hall?"
Seeing Chu Qingyun, Sun Daxiong almost called him Xiaoyunzi, but remembering Chu Qingyun's strength, he hastily corrected himself and called him Chu instead.
Chu Qingyun shook his head lightly. "Don't even ask. I was ambushed by a whole mob of Martial Artists from the Martial Soul Hall. I'm lucky I could run fast, or I would've been a goner in there. Captain Sun, are we the only ones who made it out? What about Liu Canghai?"
"For now, it's just the four of us. The others... *sigh*, they're probably done for. Liu Hujun went in to check."
Sun Daxiong shook his head and sighed, feeling an immense sense of sorrow.
He had been with the Great Xia Dragon Guard for several years. He'd seen his share of deaths, even entire squads being wiped out, but he had never seen anything like this before.
