[Concealing the Demon‑Power]
With aid from the Spirit‑Fox tribe, Lin Ye and his team crept toward Black‑Stone Hall’s secret outpost. Although the fortress was tightly guarded, the foxes’ familiarity with the terrain—and Lin Ye’s formidable demon‑power—let them approach in utter silence. Lin Ye closed his eyes, drew a deep breath, and circulated his energy, muffling every trace of his presence until he melted into the night itself; his outline blurred, as if he were a fragment of the murky sky.
A mild breeze swept by. Guided by Lin Ye, the Spirit‑Fox squad slipped through the outer cordon, evading patrolling sentries and the keen eyes of avian demon‑beasts. It was as though they had never existed at all.
[Inside the Outpost]
Once inside, the scene stunned Lin Ye. Security was draconian: patrol warriors stalked every corridor, each radiating a power that could not be taken lightly, while vicious beasts prowled in the shadows, fangs glinting coldly. He understood that the slightest disturbance could unleash lethal peril.
In this dim underworld, mine‑slaves were held under strict watch. Exhausted figures shuffled in chains; despair and helplessness clouded their eyes. Fury flared in Lin Ye’s heart—the suffering of these innocents deepened his hatred for Black‑Stone Hall.
He lowered his voice, ordering the foxes to stay alert, while he focused on finding Uncle Wang. From memory, Wang might be here—or perhaps already moved to a deeper dungeon.
[Searching for Uncle Wang]
Lin Ye slipped from cell to cell, easing iron doors open and studying every prisoner’s face. Groans and muted sobs echoed; mold and blood tainted the air. Though Uncle Wang’s figure never appeared, Lin Ye refused to quit. Shutting his eyes, he pushed his perception to its limit, trying to trace Wang’s aura through “demon‑sense.”
At last his awareness settled on the farthest reaches of the outpost, where an even more heavily guarded structure stood. Deep within it, he sensed frail human lives—faint, yet unmistakable. His heart tightened: Uncle Wang was most likely imprisoned there.
The defenses around that building surpassed all others, bolstered by powerful demon‑beasts. Lin Ye knew that breaching it would demand consummate skill—and immense courage and patience.
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