The sun was already coming up and it was already bright. The fresh air in the early morning was replaced by the smell of blood, and the narrow path was stained with blood. Long Yi and his crew had completely caught up to them, killing everything in their way.

The disciples of the Broken Souls Cult were panic-stricken, and they all began retreating like a swarm of bees.

Long Yi and his crew of 10 men all drew their bows and fired at the same time. Those 10 white ...