Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Within the dense Gloom Forest, a group of people flashed forward swiftly, and the person in the lead was a black clothed man that looked like a hawk. He was called Bai Xing, and he was a capable subordinate of Whitesky’s that was adept in the art of tracking and concealment.

Suddenly, Bai Xing stopped moving as his nose twitched, and then his eyes lit up as he said swiftly via voice transmission, “There’s a smell of blood.”

A trace of a cold smile flashed past the corners of Whitesky’s mouth as he silently made a gesture with his hand.

Along with this gesture, the 50 black clothed assassins behind him quickly changed their formation soundlessly, and then they encircled towards the direction where Bai Xing pointed.

After a short moment, Whitesky suddenly stopped. He’d smelt that trace of bloody aura as well, and then his Divine Sense enveloped out and quickly saw clearly that the surface of the soil under a large tree 300m ahead was effusing a trace of a faint aura of blood.

Moreover, Whitesky acutely notice that there was a trace of extremely weak aura fluctuation beneath the soil, and he didn’t continue searching so as to avoid alerting the target.

He’d carefully inspected all the traces around the corpses of Crimsonfox and Rose, and he’d confirmed that...