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Baili Village, as the name suggests, was a gathering place of villages and towns a hundred li away from Yongzhou.
This "hundred li" was not accurate in a literal sense.
Calculating by actual distance, it was about seventy li, which was around thirty kilometers nowadays.
Shen Qing spurred his horse and arrived nearby in just a few moments.
At this moment, the air was thick with the nearly undispersable stench of blood, assaulting his senses.
Shen Qing furrowed his brows and urged his followers to quicken their pace.
"Whoa!"
Shen Qing pulled his horse to a stop and looked closely ahead. A body was carelessly tossed to the roadside.
This body lay face down, its back exposed. In the center of its back, it appeared to have been slashed by sharp claws, carving an outline of a wingless male eagle.