Song Ciwan appeared beside Yu Wenxu's tent, and the few West Wind Army soldiers guarding it were overjoyed.
They hurriedly called out, "Xing Lan Fairy! The general has fallen into the Demon Realm! Please, Fairy, help us!"
"Xing Lan Fairy, do you have a plan? Can you save the general?"
"Xing Lan Fairy…"
Though only a few voices, they created a cacophony of pleas.
A little farther away, someone said dejectedly, "General Cai took his own life. He was driven to it by demonic influence… We… we…"
The high-leaping flames were quickly extinguished. Amidst the billowing white steam, several Medical Cultivators exchanged glances from afar. One of them, having finished treating a patient, walked through the white mist toward Yu Wenxu's tent.
Others, still tending to wounded soldiers, cast worried glances toward Yu Wenxu's tent.
Above the tent, illusory weapons continued their fierce clash.
