By the edge of the blood pool, Li Tianming stood there in his Void Universe Astral Manifestation, watching everything within the crystalline pool below. Fire burned in his eyes, yet all he could do was wait in silence.
Not far away, Zi Zhen and the Seventeenth Prince lay in ambush separately.
Seeing this scene, the Seventeenth Prince had nothing to say. He knew exactly what he had to do. Though his gaze wavered with struggle, deep down, he remained resolute.
This was the longest and most agonizing wait.
Fortunately, these pitiful young girls had merely lost blood for now; they had not yet lost their lives. Otherwise, it would truly have been unbearable.
Li Tianming silently recorded everything with an image sphere.
Everything happening now was clearly captured, including the ugly faces of Yang Cheng and the others.
Someone at Yang Cheng's level was naturally not the overall person in charge. There were quite a few people of his rank in the Primordial Chaos Army Manor and the Heavenly Yu Temple. It was also obvious that other Tai Yu officials were involved. There were more than twenty people at Yang Cheng's level. Li Tianming did not know them, but he recorded every one of them.
Only when the number of pitiful people delivered into the blood pool had surpassed one hundred thousand did those who had captured and transported them finally stop. They gathered around the Black Iron Basin like an encircling iron wall, preventing the girls from escaping.
These girls were all young and tender, and escaping was difficult for them. The moment they entered the blood pool, the bone chains would pierce through their bodies like venomous snakes, locking their skeletons in place and preventing them from fleeing.
"Chanyue still hasn't been found...!"
Li Tianming stared fixedly at