"What is that sound?" Gu Jin furrowed his brows.
An Mingji’s expression turned serious as he pulled Gu Jin into his embrace, gently comforting him, "Don’t be afraid, it’s the sound of animals."
Then, he commanded to the others around them, "Keep moving forward."
The group quickened their pace, continuing onward.
The distant thunder continued.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but as they ventured deeper into Death Valley, the thunder and the eerie wailing around them became increasingly frequent.
Throughout the journey, Gu Jin used his Spiritual Power to search for the scent on his father.
The chill wind within the valley hit her, and she really did capture a familiar scent.
She pointed to the nearby hill, "Over there!"
The certainty in her voice contained a mix of surprise and joy for An Mingji.
He gazed into Gu Jin’s excited eyes and asked, "Is Uncle Gu there?"
"Yes, I can feel it."
Having locked onto Gu Dehao’s position, the group changed direction.
Soon, Gu Jin and An Mingji arrived at the Chaotic Stone Ridge, where Gu Dehao had previously fought.
Here remained countless beast corpses, with dozens of unwilling beasts lingering on the hilltop.
But Gu Dehao and his group were no longer there.
Gu Jin explored the area, confirming that her father had lingered here for a long time.
A faint scent of blood entered her nostrils, causing her face to change.
In the memories of the Short Country people, she saw scenes of her father’s injury, and couldn’t distinguish whether the blood scent lingering in the air belonged to Gu Dehao or others.
Thinking of his injuries, her heart sank deeply, losing its steadiness.
The surrounding scene suggested the prior fierce battle.
Droplets and bullets on the ground, along with the nearby beast corpses, were evidence of it all.
Dozens of beasts still remained on the hilltop, letting out angry and menacing growls upon their arrival, annoying Gu Jin.
As she lifted her eyelids, a chill flashed in her eyes.
Without hesitation, Gu Jin raised her hand and unleashed numerous powerful Wind Blades.
A dense mass of Wind Blades rushed towards the beasts on the hilltop, emitting a slicing sound.
The Wind Blades struck the beasts on the hilltop, cutting them down one by one.
Despite their death, not a single howl was uttered by them.
The beasts collapsed instantly, the dense scent of blood swept in by the cold night wind, flooding everyone’s nostrils.
An Mingji gazed at the scene before him, his expression calm, as his subordinates already began to inspect the site.
Not even the beast corpses on the hill were spared.
When they reported back, An Mingji was in the midst of examining the footprints on the ground with a flashlight.
Upon hearing that many beasts on the hill were not injured by weapons but died inexplicably, An Mingji withdrew his gaze from the ground and looked up at the densely packed beast corpses below the hillside.
A hint of confusion showed in his eyes.
Gu Jin walked over, her face looking grim.
The blood stains left on the ground belonged to humans, indicating numerous injuries among Gu Dehao’s group.
An Mingji’s expression grew solemn, "Ah Jin, Uncle Gu and his group likely ran out of bullets previously. These footprints suggest a close-combat formation. The odd part is, there are no signs of a battle."
Upon hearing this, Gu Jin took the flashlight from him and examined the footprints on the ground.
She saw densely packed footprints on this segment of ground, with retreat marks, and as they spread around, they gradually became disordered.
Following these footprints, she quickly found traces of Gu Dehao and his group leaving.
Gu Jin’s tightly furrowed brow relaxed slightly, "Let’s follow these footprints."
"Okay—" An Mingji complied unconditionally.
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