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When Ye Heng left the temporary command center, the daylight outside had completely faded into twilight, and the city of Mohai was just coming on with its lights, the streetlights and neon lights intertwining to form a sea of ​​light.

Sirius drove the car smoothly through the traffic, heading towards the North Port Wharf.

Ye Heng looked out the window at the bustling city of Mohai.

He had to admit that Mohai, as the premier city of the Great Xia Kingdom, did indeed possess its own unique charm.

Compared to the historical depth of Jinling City, Mohai City is more about extravagant luxury and decadence.

An hour later, we were already close to our destination.

As the car left the main road and turned onto the auxiliary road leading to the port area, the surrounding scenery gradually became deserted.

The towering containers were piled up like mountains, and the gantry cranes stood like silent behemoths in the night, with only a few scattered high-powered lights casting spots of light.

"Senior Ye, the area ahead is the outer perimeter of Warehouse Area No. 3 at Beigang Wharf. The Spirit Group's safe house is in the row of old office buildings by the sea; we need to confirm the exact location again," Tianlang reported in a low voice, slowing down the car.

"Pull over," Ye Heng said.

The car silently glided to a stop in the shadows by the roadside.

Ye Heng got out of the car and looked up. The depths of the dock were dark, with only a few lights on the ships berthed in the distance.

But he didn't need eyes; he could scan the entire dock using only his divine sense.

All the fluctuations of true energy were then clearly visible.

Sirius also got out of the car, cautiously observing his surroundings while whispering through an encrypted communicator to confirm with any members of the Spirit Group who might be stationed there.

He quickly turned to Ye Heng and said, "Senior Ye, it's confirmed. The Qingluan Group's safe house is on the second floor of Building 7 in Zone C, with hidden sentries. Shall we go straight there?"

"Um."

Ye Heng nodded and took the lead in walking towards the location of the aura he sensed.

His steps seemed unhurried, yet he quietly blended into the shadows of the night. Had Tianlang not been fully focused on following him, he would have almost lost track of him.

Tianlang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly concealed his aura, using his movement technique to follow closely behind.

Like two ghosts, the two silently crossed the storage yard, avoiding the scattered patrol lights and surveillance cameras, and soon approached the old three-story office building hidden behind other warehouses.

The building was dusty and gray, with most of the windows broken, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

However, in Ye Heng's perception, the life force and spiritual energy fluctuations were relatively concentrated in the rooms on the east side of the second floor, and simple soundproofing and early warning arrays were set up.

He could see the room through the dusty glass.

The room was small, filled with some discarded furniture, with a clear space in the middle.

Several cots were placed against the wall, and several members of the Spirit Group, dressed in civilian clothes but moving nimbly, were either sitting or standing, talking in hushed tones, their expressions showing the weariness and vigilance of long-term lurking.

Ye Beiyuan sat down on the cot closest to the window.

She changed out of her usual athletic attire and into a dark tracksuit that allowed for easy movement. Her long hair was simply tied back, and her face was bare of makeup. Under the dim emergency lights, her complexion appeared somewhat pale.

Ye Heng stared at it quietly for a moment, then tapped the glass very lightly three times with his finger.

The conversation inside the room abruptly stopped.

All team members instantly went on high alert, quietly grabbing their weapons and sharply scanning the source of the sound.

Ye Beiyuan immediately raised her head, her gaze shooting towards the window like lightning.

When her gaze pierced through the grime-stained glass and she saw the familiar, handsome face outside the window, she was clearly stunned for a moment.

"Ye Heng? What are you doing here?"

"You shouldn't have come; it would have easily exposed us."

Although seeing Ye Heng brought Ye Beiyuan a joy that she couldn't quite explain, she felt a sense of happiness in her heart.

But she was even more aware that such a hasty visit would increase the risk of exposure.

"Did Director Kang tell you we were here? The situation in the Demon Sea is rather complicated. The Eclipse Moon people are very vigilant. We..."

"I know." Ye Heng interrupted her slightly hurried explanation, his gaze falling on her slightly furrowed brow. "How long have you been guarding here?"

"...It's been almost a week." Ye Beiyuan replied, subconsciously avoiding his overly direct gaze and looking to the side. "The commotion at the old port dock is getting bigger and bigger. We've monitored several abnormal energy fluctuations and personnel gatherings, but the other side is very cunning and has a tight perimeter. We dare not venture in rashly and can only collect fragmented information from the outside." Her tone revealed a hint of fatigue and anxiety.

For a week... he stayed in this environment day and night, under intense mental pressure. Ye Heng didn't ask for more details, he just nodded.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat awkward. The other team members tactfully averted their gaze, pretending to be busy, but their ears were all perked up. At this moment, Tianlang also climbed in through the window, nodded to Ye Beiyuan and the other team members, and then quietly stood behind Ye Heng.

Ye Beiyuan then turned some of her attention to Tianlang, nodding in return, but some doubts lingered in her mind. Tianlang was an elite member of the Jinling Spirit Group, and he was following Ye Heng... was he a partner arranged by Kang Bo, or...? She glanced at Ye Heng, temporarily suppressing her questions.

"You..." Ye Beiyuan looked at Ye Heng again, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "You came to the Demon Sea for the Eclipse Moon mission? Did Director Kang send you?"

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Deep inside the old port wharf, warehouse number 13.

Contrary to the outside world's expectations of a dilapidated and gloomy place, the warehouse's interior has been transformed into a fully equipped underground base.

The ventilation system hums softly, filtering the humid and salty air from the harbor before sending it in. Sound-absorbing material is laid on the walls, and dozens of monitoring screens form a circular array, displaying the dynamics of various parts of the dock and the surrounding area for several kilometers in real time.

A red dot flashes regularly on the screen representing Building 7 in Zone C.

"Vice Sect Master, they're still here." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, clean-cut and refined, dressed in a neatly pressed gray suit, holding a tablet computer in his hand.

Beside him stood a tall, thin man wearing a black Zhongshan suit.

The man was tall and slender with a straight back. He was about forty years old, with a gloomy face, narrow eyes, and a sharp and cold gaze like that of a hawk.

He was the deputy leader of the Eclipse Moon Organization in the Demon Sea operation, codenamed "Night Owl".

The owl's gaze fell on the flashing red dot, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"The Azure Phoenix Squad... the Spirit Squad really looks down on us, sending such a few fledglings to spy on us." His voice was low and hoarse. "How many days has it been?"

"Seven days and four hours." The staff officer pushed up his glasses. "Very cautious, rotating in stealth, and the communication encryption level is acceptable. But to our deployed energy sensing network, it's practically useless."

"How much do they know?"

"Based on the analysis of the intercepted fragmented communications, they confirmed that this was the Eclipse Moon base, and detected personnel entering and leaving and abnormal energy fluctuations. They speculated that we might be carrying out a large-scale operation, but the specific target, timing, method... were completely unknown."

The staff officer's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible mockery, "Their attention was completely drawn to the sleight of hand at the docks, which were disguised as 'cargo transport'."

Night Owl gave a soft "hmm," shifting his gaze from the screen to the center of the warehouse.

There, a dozen or so men dressed in uniform black combat gear, their expressions somber, were conducting final equipment checks.

Knives, guns, and several special devices emanating subtle energy fluctuations were neatly packed into specially made boxes.

Everyone moved quietly and efficiently, their eyes focused solely on carrying out the task, without a trace of tension or hesitation.

These were all elites of the Eclipse Moon Sect, at least experts at the fifth level of the Acquired Realm, and three of them even possessed a hidden and profound aura, clearly indicating that they were at the Innate Realm.

"The Spirit Group thinks we're stockpiling power at the docks to cause trouble here." Night Owl slowly walked to a huge map of Demonsea City, lightly touching a spot marked with a red circle on the map. "They're wrong."