"Still in the valley."
Wu Gui immediately shoved the door open and bolted out, followed closely by Chen Geng, who hurriedly climbed to his feet and chased after him.
Wu Gui arrived at the valley of the giant clawed bird. The stench of blood still lingered. By the light of his torch, he spotted the corpses of Wu Xinyu and the others.
When Wu Gui truly laid eyes upon Wu Xinyu's lifeless body, he fell into a brief daze, his gaze utterly devoid of expression. In an instant, he no longer seemed like the lofty Second Elder of the Thousand Poison Sect but rather an average man.
Wu Gui held Wu Xinyu's body tightly in his arms, without uttering a single word as tears streamed down his face.
After a long while, the light returned to Wu Gui's eyes, yet he resembled an eternal glacier, emanating a chilling coldness that made those nearby involuntarily shiver.
