The Informant

Unfortunately, the storage equipment on these corpses had long been removed.

The broken eon artifacts were also collected.

Loy Haber, familiar with the area, restrained his aura and proceeded deeper. "Conceal your aura. Don't let them discover us."

"I'm afraid we've already been noticed."

Braydon Neal lifted his head slightly, gazing into the distance.

Three young men in white robes, each with an eon artifact sword, descended.

Swoosh!

A longsword pointed at them, brimming with killing intent.

"This is the resting place of the Dlael Spiritual Sect. Those with no business here should leave."

These were three inner disciples of the Dlael Spiritual Sect.

Icarus Jacome knew them well, but he and Braydon had disguised themselves as middle-aged men and had concealed their auras, so the three didn't recognize them at first.

Clearly, they hadn't expected the sect traitor to appear here.