Everybody jumped off the dragon's back and snuck into the dense forest on Wuwang Mountain.
"Master." Tung, who had come on Mo Lian's secret orders, appeared noiselessly in front of everyone and bowed respectfully to Mo Lian. "Please follow this subordinate."
Dao Wuji and the rest immediately got the hint.
Evidently, their boss had already dispatched people to put the people on this mountain under surveillance before bringing them here.
Without another word, Tung familiarly led Mo Lian and company to Clear Sky Gorge's entrance and pointed below at the lush gorge. "This is it. It is only about three hundred feet to Fan Qiuhe's courtyard after entering through here."
Mo Lian nodded, after which he swept a glance at Tung. "Pass on my orders, kill all people in the gorge on the spot!"
