The ground around Shen Qingbai was melted by fire talismans in a radius of dozens of meters. Under the snow layer were piles of bones, including the dark guards who had been killed by something unknown.

What surprised me wasn't the bones everywhere, but the four characters someone had spelled out on the ground with stones: "Who did I forget?"

The short, delicate characters revealed endless sorrow. I seemed to see a girl sitting in the midst of wind and snow, using stones that had already turned cold to spell out those four characters on the ground.

There was someone of utmost importance to her in her heart, but she could no longer remember who that person was.

Someone had forcibly erased her memory, but her heart stubbornly clung to a shadow.

She was desperately trying to recall that person, but she was surrounded by hundreds of swordsmen at the foot of the mountain. A bloody battle ensued, the swordsmen were buried here, and the girl who had left her mark with stones was forced deeper into the mountains.

I didn't know why such a scene appeared in my mind, but I couldn't suppress the discomfort in my heart, as if only a good cry could release the pent-up emotions.

Feng Ruoxing couldn't stop the tears flowing down her face. "Why do I still feel so sad, even though I know those characters were left by a corpse demon?"

Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "The ones who killed just now were the swordsman ghosts hidden in the snow. We only suppressed them, not eliminated them. Delay will only cause trouble. Let's go!"

"Down the mountain!" As I forcibly suppressed the emotions in my heart and descended, Shen Qingbai also turned around, tears streaming down her face. "Li Po... I..."

I said in a deep voice, "Think of your sect!"

Shen Qingbai didn't say another word, lowering her head and silently walking to the front of the group.

Feng Ruoxing sent me a voice transmission, "Don't always bully Shen Qingbai. Don't you think she's a lot like you?"

"Like what?" I really didn't see how Shen Qingbai and I were alike.

Feng Ruoxing said, "Liking to act on impulse, wholeheartedly wanting to protect the people around her, being a commander who is willing to risk her own life to protect her subordinates. Isn't that your style?"

Was Feng Ruoxing mocking me?

No, she was reminding me. Feng Ruoxing would joke with me, but she would never joke during a mission.

What was she reminding me of?

Just as I was about to turn my head, I felt ghostly energy rising behind me. As the Dark Hall disciples turned around at the same time, hundreds of ghosts dressed in white and carrying long swords were already standing in the distance, forming a sword formation.

They didn't continue to advance, but stood there holding their swords. Shen Qingbai's expression changed again and again. "This is the sect's sword formation."

I said in a deep voice, "Fall back. It seems they can't cross over."

The Dark Guard disciples, in a defensive posture, retreated while covering each other, but the sword formation formed by the ghosts didn't move from its original position.

I said in a deep voice, "Everyone listen to my command, go all out towards the Ghost Child Stone. Ignore everything along the way, quickly!"

All the Dark Guards scattered and rushed towards the Ghost Child Stone at full speed, stepping on the accumulated snow.

The team had just run a few hundred meters when I heard a scream from the back. When I glanced over, there was a hole in the snow, and the disciple responsible for guarding the left side of the team was gone.

The Dark Guard disciple, less than three meters away from the missing man, stood there dumbfounded with his sword in hand. Even now, he couldn't understand why his companion had suddenly disappeared into the snow.

I raised my voice, "Don't worry about anything, keep moving forward."

"But our disciples..." Shen Qingbai didn't finish speaking when several more Dark Guard disciples disappeared into the snow out of nowhere.

I quickly replied, "Someone is deliberately trying to stop us. If we don't hurry, the losses will be even greater. Think about how much longer your sect can hold out?"

Shen Qingbai couldn't say anything else, and silently followed us, rushing towards the Ghost Child Stone.

Dark Guard disciples disappeared one after another around us, and I also saw a coffin raised on black stones in the snow.

Everything around us was silent. I raised my hand, and all the Dark Guard disciples stopped.

"There's someone in the woods!" Ye Yang wasn't looking at the coffin, but at the woods to our left and right. If you looked closely, you could vaguely see upright figures behind more than half of the tree trunks.

As soon as Ye Yang's voice fell, wind and snow suddenly rose in the forest, and bloody figures turned out from behind the trees.

The Proud Snow Sect disciples who had been taken away from the hotel by Xuan Yue had all turned into corpses with long swords piercing through their chests.

Hundreds of corpses with long swords hanging on their bodies stepped on the snow and surrounded us, automatically reaching out to grab the hilts, inch by inch pulling the frost-covered long swords out of their bodies, and pointing their swords at the Dark Hall.

The Dark Hall disciples stood ready, hundreds of long swords facing each other across the white snow, the cold light emitted from the swords reflecting each other, and a violent killing intent collided fiercely between humans and ghosts.

I said in a deep voice, "Shen Qingbai, whether you can hold back these dead people depends on your ability. I'm going after that coffin."

Shen Qingbai held her sword horizontally. "For the sect, kill them with me!"

Shen Qingbai's sword flashed, and the Dark Guard disciples raised their swords and fought fiercely with the slain swordsmen.