The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2058

Fane shook his head. He had no ideas either. There was no way they could get out safely unless news of their entrapment reached the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. They had no idea what the Corpse Pavilion disciples would do next. Would they rigorously scout through the area they were in? If they did, Fane and the others would no doubt be effortlessly eliminated.

Seeing everybody's expression, Dwight started to contemplate whether he should continue speaking and decided, in the end, to do so because some words could not be left unspoken.

He took a deep breath and in a sorrowful voice said, "On the way, I saw a lot of corpses. Most of them were the bodies of the disciples within the Thousand Leaves

Pavilion's sphere of influence and a few of them were unaffiliated cultivators. Judging by the wounds of their bodies, they must have perished under weapons and not monsters."

This news made an already bad situation, worse. It confirmed Fane's guess that anyone would have been eliminated once discovered by the Corpse Pavilion disciples. Both Dual Sovereign Pavilion and Muddled Origin Clan were within the Thousand Leaves Pavilion's sphere of influence which was not surprising since the former two Clan associations were only third-grade while the latter Clan association was the only fourth-grade Clan association in the entire north area of West Cercie State.

Therefore, according to the rules, the lower-grade Clan associations would need to heed the orders of the higher-grade Clan association so that was why the two Clan associations would help out the Thousand Leaves Pavilion even though they did not belong to the same Clan associations.

What the Corpse Pavilion disciples were doing was indiscriminate killing. Death was inevitable as long as one did not belong to their own Clan association.

Knowing this, it finally dawns on Fane and the others just how bad their situation was.

Fane's face was black as thunder. "What should we do next? We can't just wait for death to come to us!"

Dwight glanced at Nash helplessly and said, "You’re right. We can't just wait to die here but our ideas have run dried. We’re not even sure how many Corpse Pavilion disciples are out there. From my initial observation, there are at least a hundred of them. One of them is still manageable but

they usually move in groups. Besides, we don't even know what their motives are and how long they would stay here."

Dwight had listed out all the questions in everyone's minds and still, no answers were to be found. It would be their worst nightmare if the Corpse Pavilion disciples planned to stay there for half a year or even a year.

Fane furrowed his brows and raised his head. "How long do you think it will take the Thousand Leaves Pavilion to discover what the Corpse Pavilion is doing?”

That was the million-dollar question. It was given that the Thousand Leaves Pavilion would notice something was amiss even though the Corpse Pavilion disciples had set up the trap array but the question was, when?

Their only hope, for now, was for the Thousand Leaves Pavilion to come to their rescue but they were not sure what the higher-ups of the pavilion would do once they got wind of what the Corpse Pavilion was doing.

Fane got up and looked outside the entrance. "We can’t stay here and be sitting ducks. We should still find a way to get out no matter what the Corpse Pavilion plans to do or how long they'll stay here."

He took out the map from his storage ring, laid it flat on the ground, and marked their location. Fane was a decisive person and chose not to wrack his brain over what he could not figure out. Instead, he would find a way out of this himself. Dwight, too, came over to his side.