What appeared before Wang Chen was a massive Cave Dwelling.
This Cave Dwelling was far from refined. The walls on all four sides, including the vaulted ceiling, looked as though they had been clawed out by dogs. Deep gouges covered their surfaces, as if the place had been crudely thrown together in haste.
Eternal lamps hung along the walls, their dim glow illuminating the blood pool at the center of the Cave Dwelling!
The blood pool was a full three zhang square, half-filled with dark-red blood plasma.
A thick stench of blood permeated the air.
Even more horrifying, dozens of corpses hung suspended above the blood pool!
The corpses were bound with ropes, their limbs and torsos cinched so tightly they nearly resembled cicada pupae. Their heads hung downward and their feet pointed upward, and a bloody hole had been pierced through every forehead.
Each corpse wore a twisted expression, their bulging eyes filled with boundless despair and agony.
Bright-red blood seeped from the wounds in their foreheads, dripping drop by drop into the blood pool below.
Such an evil scene would give anyone nightmares!
"M-my lord."
A trembling voice came from behind Wang Chen.
The newcomer was none other than Duan Yongfeng.
This Blood-Clad Guard Banner Chief had followed Wang Chen down here intending to make a showing of himself. With the formidable Wang Chen at the forefront, he had thought it would be perfectly safe.
Never in his wildest dreams had he expected to witness such a terrifying sight after coming down here!
Duan Yongfeng was no coward, yet even this scene had exceeded the limits of what he could endure.
Wang Chen did not turn around. "All the missing people should be here."
He had come to Guangping on orders to investigate the disappearances. The case could