Under the pitch-black night, torrential rain poured down!
Rustling sounds!
Leading Holy Mansion's forces were a bald man, a man with a poker face, and a flamboyant, sexy woman. They swiftly divided into three groups, surrounding the grove where Ye Xuan and the others were hiding, with a momentum like a raging inferno.
At a glance, the total number reached over two hundred!
Moreover, every one of these two hundred people was extraordinary, emanating a strong scent of blood. They were clearly the elite among elites!
The grove surrounded by three groups was impervious!
In an instant, the atmosphere was extremely tense, with killing aura skyrocketing!
The bald man deeply gazed at the dark grove, took out his walkie-talkie, and ordered in a deep voice, "Advance, tighten!"
With the order, the groups of over two hundred people grasped their weapons tightly, focusing their attention as they forged towards the grove.
Slow and cautious!
