At Small Wolf Mountain, where the white tiger and black tortoise clans were transporting spirit stones, Qin Huai and his companion, the king corpse, smelled blood long before they arrived.
"Did someone get here first?" Qin Huai wondered who might dare rob the royal clans. The three sects or Sacred Heart Sect? He quickened his pace, leaving a trail in the sky.
Upon arrival, a grim scene met him: countless dead bodies and rivers of blood. The attack was one-sided. But Qin Huai laughed when he recognized the victors.
"It's you guys!" He landed, meeting the members of the renowned Qingzhou Alliance: Fang Huo, Le Ji'an, Wang Gang, Xu Tong, and Xiong Yujie.
Xu Tong grinned. "We had the same idea, it seems."
"Any tails following you?" asked Qin Huai.
Xu Tong replied teasingly, "Xiang Mingfeng and She Wanshan drew most of the attention, so we lost most pursuers."