Chapter 202: Shocking Secret, the Source of the Blood Spirit

The night was a suffocating shroud, thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. They moved like ghosts through the forest, a silent trio bound by urgency and the weight of their unconscious leader. Li Daoye, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by a mask of grim focus, led the way, navigating the treacherous terrain with an instinct born of a lifetime of evasion. Zhao Yan, his powerful frame a bulwark against the whipping branches, carried John Miller on his back, every step measured and steady...