Inside the Zhuanzhu Life and Death Cave, there was an eerie silence.
Outside the cave, however, the atmosphere was surprisingly calm.
Except for the Hai Cave and Mu Ye Cave, every cave's assassins would leave behind a soul tablet.
Faced with the shattering of over two hundred frost-level assassin soul tablets, Gui Chou, Yun Li, and Jue Jian, the three deputy cave masters, remained unfazed.
In their view, the heavy casualties of the three caves' disciples were due to the deaths of three assassins from Mu Ye Cave, and the life-and-death confrontation had begun.
"Hehe, I just wonder whose hands those three died at." Jue Jian chuckled.
Yun Li, with a cold demeanor, looked at Gui Chou and said indifferently, "Gui Qianchou, the top frost-level elite, is highly likely."
Gui Chou smiled, "It doesn't matter who the people of Mu Ye Cave died to."
"Ha," Jue Jian teased, "could it be that Deputy Cave Master Gui Chou doesn't value the cave master's reward?"
