In the Sect Leader's Hall of the Divine Blade Sect, as the army of the Demon Suppression Bureau advanced, all the thousand disciples of the Divine Blade Sect retreated to this place. Apart from Yu Chaosheng and his group attempting to break out, there were no skirmishes happening in other directions.
In the vast training ground, a silhouette stood proudly with a single hand resting on a saber, his straight posture resembling that of a long spear, as if a towering mountain stood there.
Just from that figure's back, Wei Fan was certain that this must be the illustrious Second Commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Situ Feng, whom he had heard of but never seen.
Not far away, the old Sect Leader of the Divine Blade Sect, with snow-white hair and a gaunt face, stood beside a white deer that was taller than half a person.
