The rain continued to pelt down incessantly.

Pa-ta-ta-ta-ta… A series of footsteps echoed through the rainy night. Countless military vehicles and police cars zoomed past them all with sirens blaring as they raced to the various exits of the City of Salvation.

Nobody noticed the footprints on the ground. Perhaps this was the only remaining trace of the extraterritorial emissaries’ existence detectable by the mortal realm right now.

“What next?” A female voice whispered to the rest in english. 

“What next? Are you trying to see if I’ve still got any tricks up my sleeves?” The man who responded sounded somewhat breathless as he chuckled sardonically, “Don’t you worry. So many of my comrades have perished for this cause. How am I supposed to answer to Hades if I don’t bring back Gu Qing’s soul in one piece?”

Tension filled the air in an instant. One could even briefly hear the soft clatter of weapons in the air.

Their truce had ended, and it was time to divide the spoils.

“What’s this?” The person who responded snickered contemptuously, “Right here? Under the watchful gaze of an Infernal Judge?”

Nobody responded.

Several moments later, another deep voice responded coldly, “Let’s go… We can talk about ownership after we pass the Qinling mountainous region.”

“Is your rendezvous point in the west?”

“There are darkfeathers garrisoned in both the northwest and the southwest regions. Whether we enter Kashmeer via the southhwestern region, or K...