"They must have left by now; even with such a thorough search, we haven't found them..."
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe, Lu Er Ba, was a burly and sturdy man; he stood with his hands on his hips, gazing at the mountains and rivers below.
Hu Erlie couldn't accept it, but the team had swept back and forth like dragging a net several times and hadn't spotted those three from the Illusory Serpent Sect. Most likely, they had slipped away or hid upon seeing the unfavorable situation.
"Then let's stop searching here and move on to the next area."
Lu Er Ba nodded, "We'll head northeast and meet up with the people from the White Fox Tribe—the sooner we join forces, the more numerous we are, the greater our advantage."
"Go!"
Lu Er Ba gathered all team members, each maintaining some distance from the others, forming a net with their Divine Sense, and began to spread out towards the northeast.
Once caught in this net, the enemy would face a relentless hunt from a twenty-person team.
