A milky flash of light passed by, and the bodies of the five Leopard People stiffened. A choking sound emanated from their throats, their normally amber eyes now filled with terror. Sadly, they could no longer make a sound, for their throats had been slit.
Ye Yinzhu moved swiftly, laying the five Leopard People on the ground without making a sound. With a flash, he was already heading in a different direction. At this moment, he had seen the row of rudimentary wooden cabins at the very top of the mountain but did not approach them.
The plan for Ye Yinzhu, Oliveira, and Ye Hongyan was to first clear the Beastmen patrolling the east, west, and south sides, then converge on the north to eliminate the last five patrolling Beastmen.
Skirting around the cabins, Ye Yinzhu had already spotted the silhouettes of five Beastmen to the north, this time towering Ape Men. Without the slightest hesitation, his body shot forward, hugging the ground. The milky light shone once more.