The two looked over in unison.
They saw a massive mushroom cloud, fiery red, rising from the westernmost part of the mountain range.
It seemed like some kind of restriction had been triggered, causing a violent explosion.
Immediately after,
a group of black-robed martial artists frantically ascended into the sky, fleeing in all directions.
Strangely enough,
a line of blood shot into the air, piercing through those black-robed warriors like skewering gourds and hauling them back.
Jiang Fan watched with grave concern:
"Those martial artists are disciples of the Great Yin Sect, right?"
"What kind of evil did they encounter?"
"Dozens of them, and not a single one escaped?"
This time the Great Yin Sect brought in quite a few Nascent Soul Experts.
And still, they couldn't escape!
Yue Mingzhu looked over, her expression even heavier.
In her perspective, the aura there was just as ominously black as the female corpse unearthed by the Divine Movement Sect before.
