"Search!"
In the darkness of the night, multiple figures flitted up and down like bats against the night sky.
Countless torches illuminated the vast plains like stars, turning the night into day.
Footsteps sounded from afar, drawing closer.
The clashing sounds of armor and scabbards shattered the peaceful silence of the night.
Hundreds of miles to the northwest of Great Chu, several powerful nations were at loggerheads over a few pieces of stone.
Large armies were stationed within a ten-mile radius, with frequent battles resulting in rivers of blood, and patches of soil stained red.
The wind carried the lingering smell of blood.
All of this, for the sole purpose of obtaining Heavenly Stone.
Soldiers scoured the surrounding area, with the sound of barking dogs heard near and far.
Hidden beneath seemingly undisturbed soil, Gong Zhu lay concealed like a mole.
The bloodstained earth masked his scent.
His breath had all but stopped.
