After receiving Ding Laoda's consent, Mo Hanmei took a slightly thick black band and blindfolded Ding Laoda.

Once finished, she held Ding Laoda's hand and set off into the depths of the bamboo forest.

At the same time, Lin Yifan was also taken away.

Since his eyes couldn't see the path, he relied on his memory to walk; listening to the surrounding sounds to detect streams or similar features; additionally, he used his feet to feel the ground – checking if it was soil, stone, cement, or covered with bamboo.

Lin Yifan first walked along a path covered with bamboo, littered with bamboo twigs and leaves; then onto a stone path, bumpy and uneven; on this stone path, he heard the sound of a stream nearby.

He continued forward, but suddenly stepped onto a muddy path, which was quite strange; soon after, he started to fly.

Apart from hearing the rustling of bamboo leaves around him, there seemed to be no other sounds.

Up and down, left and right, he didn't know how long he flew before he landed on the ground and stopped.

A few seconds later, with a "click", he suddenly heard the sound of a large door opening several meters in front of him; then, he was led inside.

Walking straight ahead, after a few turns, he stopped again.

This was the destination of his blindfolded journey.

Voodoo Sect members untied his blindfold, allowing him to finally see his surroundings clearly.

This was a dim hall, how dim you ask? Like a room at dusk without the lights on. A bit of light, but not strong, giving a very dark feeling.

The hall's structure was somewhat like the palace where ancient emperors held court, with a high platform in front, on which sat the chief's chair.

Below the platform, on both sides of the hall, were the places where the cultivators of the Shadow Organization stood. To stand in such a place, one must be at least an elite ninja.

At this moment, there were over a hundred elite ninjas standing on both sides, coldly staring at Lin Yifan, exuding an invisible killing intent.

These Shadow Organization cultivators could be said to live in perpetual darkness, even in their own lair, they maintained their usual attire – wrapped in black clothing, exposing only their eyes; besides that, they carried a ninja blade on their backs. Somewhat like Shen in League of Legends, cool and aloof.

The hall was very large, supported by many towering pillars, giving a mysterious and solemn feeling.

In such an environment, Lin Yifan couldn't help but be terrified, because you never know what will happen next.

Ding Laoda, who felt the same, felt a rather oppressive atmosphere after entering the hall, making him very uncomfortable and insecure.

"Elite Ninja, the traitor is captured, but I have a small request," Mo Hanmei reported in Dongying language to an elderly ninja seated on the high platform chair.

This elite ninja was the chief here, though not the highest, as there were even higher-ranking ninjas hidden elsewhere; he merely managed these chaotic external matters.

Lin Yifan had learned Dongying language, so he understood what Mo Hanmei was saying. At this moment, he felt pleased, because his gamble had paid off – Mo Hanmei would surely plead for him with the chief of the Shadow Organization.

"You want us to spare him temporarily?" the elite ninja on the high seat asked curiously.

Everything that happened in the bamboo forest was under their control. It could be inferred that the entire bamboo forest around was closely monitored and eavesdropped by them.

Once outsiders step into the bamboo forest, they immediately know. Even before Lin Yifan and Ding Laoda entered, they knew they were coming.

This was the terrifying aspect of the Shadow Organization.

To prevent enemy attacks or discovery, they had implemented the most intensive alarm system, as well as the densest "Heavenly Eyes" and listening devices.

Within the bamboo forest, they had already laid a heavenly net; should enemies approach, they would instantly know.

Lin Yifan was shocked, not expecting the Shadow Organization to be aware of his affairs with the Voodoo Sect. Clearly, his previous guess was correct, the entire Bamboo Sea might be tightly monitored and closely listened to by the Shadow Organization.

Any rustle within the Bamboo Sea couldn't escape their eyes.

On the other hand, Ding Laoda was equally shocked by the Shadow Organization's "prescient" ability.

This organization was too mysterious, so mysterious that he couldn't grasp it, unsure what they were thinking or planning.

However, Mo Hanmei, living in the Empire of Dongying for many years, was already accustomed to this.

The Shadow Organization's "spies" scattered throughout the Bamboo Sea was something they knew well.

Hence, not shocked, Mo Hanmei immediately responded to the elite ninja's question: "Exactly!"

"Give me a reason!" the elite ninja on the high seat coldly asked.

"According to this traitor, he is the only one who knows my master's whereabouts. Elite Ninja, do you know who my master is?" Mo Hanmei asked.

"Could it be that Witchcraft True Master is still alive?" the elite ninja on the high seat asked curiously.

He certainly knew who Mo Hanmei's master was; back then, the Shadow Organization sheltered these cultivators fleeing from Shenzhou Country because of Witchcraft True Master.

Witchcraft True Master's philosophy was somewhat similar to theirs – wanting to annex the Central Plains Cultivation World, gain the secret of the seven Immortal Rings, enter the Gate of Longevity, and seek the Path of Longevity.

Hence, such philosophy meant his disciples would share the same ideology. So, those surviving disciples of the Voodoo Sect had similar ideologies, united by a hatred for the Central Plains Cultivation World, and thus loyal to them.

That's why they sheltered these remnants from the Voodoo Sect.

"I don't know. But according to this traitor, my master might still be alive," Mo Hanmei replied.

"You believe what he said? Isn't it said that Witchcraft True Master was killed by the combined efforts of the sect leaders of various sects in the Central Plains Cultivation World?" the elite ninja asked curiously.

"In fact, I don't believe it myself. But the idea spread at that time was merely a rumor without real evidence. To this day, I haven't seen my master's corpse, so without seeing a genuine body, how can one arbitrarily declare someone truly dead? Wouldn't you agree, Elite Ninja?" Mo Hanmei countered.

"You make a good point, it makes sense! How about this, I'll give you a week. If you find your master, I won't kill him; if you can't, then I'm afraid I can only apologize." the elite ninja replied.

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