Night fell upon the Thunderbolt Wilderness Mountain, and the already dark sky turned pitch black in no time.
The primary mission of the Blood Refining Sect at the Thunderbolt Wilderness Mountain was gathering intelligence; hence, their agents were ubiquitous.
At night, however, the agents of the Blood Refining Sect often relaxed their vigilance.
At this moment, two agents hiding in the bushes started dozing off beneath the dimly lit atmosphere.
Swish swish swish!
Suddenly, a peculiar wind blew from afar.
"Hey, I think I just saw someone approaching," whispered an agent, roused by the wind.
"Someone out here? You must be dreaming. Who would come to this godforsaken place so late at night? Don't overthink it," murmured the other agent, half asleep.
"But I really did see someone just now..."
"Then take a closer look. I'm going back to sleep."
Crack!
Just as the drowsy agent finished speaking, a crisp sound suddenly rang near his ears, startling him awake!
