"Let's start looking around," Ao Song took the lead this time, carrying a compass, searching everywhere, but to no avail.
After all this fuss, it was almost dawn, the darkest time before the break of day.
Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared at the alley's entrance, and a vortex formed mid-air, from which people started walking out one by one.
Weren't they the ones who had previously gone to the Cliff Village?
But now, they seemed different, with no spirit left in them, each ignoring the other and appearing unusually quiet.
"What's wrong with them? They seem to have lost their spirits." Bai Ruozhu, with her sharp sight, immediately noticed the emptiness in their eyes.
Ao Song sneered, "They were spirits to begin with, how could they lose them again? It's probably the Thousand-eyed Monster's art of confusion, just in case they discovered something. Let's go, we should hurry in as well."
