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Deep in the rainforest, the crisp crack of a whip continued.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Chang Ying pressed her lips tightly together, curled up on the ground with her head shielded in her arms.

Her tattered clothes had been shredded by the long whip. Dense whip marks covered her body, her flesh split open as streams of blood kept flowing out.

Blood streamed everywhere, a sight too dreadful to behold.

She did not make a sound, silently enduring it all. The pain coursing through her body made her feel that she was still alive.

Yet her eyes grew increasingly unfocused.

"Hoo..." Shen Xiaotang took a deep breath, then slowly let it out.

Valley Master had finally stopped. She had finally vented all the frustration that had been bottled up in her chest these past days.

Looking at Chang Ying, curled on the ground like a dead dog, Shen Xiaotang could not help letting out a cold snort as she ordered,

"Drag her to the dungeon. No treatment. Lock her up directly!"

"Yes, Valley Master." A man strode forward, grabbed Chang Ying by the ankle with one hand, and headed into the distance.

Naturally, the subordinate did not dare defy Valley Master's orders. Since Shen Valley Master had said "drag," then she had to be dragged.

"Rustle, rustle~"

The rainforest vegetation grew thick and lush. Wherever Chang Ying passed, grass blades were stained bright red with blood, and the ground was dyed crimson as well.

A moment later, an invisible figure flew down from high altitude, constantly searching for something.

A main hall?

Lu Ran frowned slightly. Deep in this rainforest, far from the main buildings, he saw a temple that had begun to take shape, along with many servants dressed in motley clothing.

The few men and women dressed in black