Led by the old butler, Zhang Chen arrived at the grand hall of what seemed to be an underground palace. At that very moment, the hall was hosting an inhuman "party." Like the cult ritual engraved upon the main gate, there were bone-stripping, brain-boiling, tendon-pulling, and marrow-cleansing acts everywhere. Robed cultists were immersed in it all, and it seemed that everything had been arranged by the old butler beside him.
"A daily activity?"
Zhang Chen had witnessed all manner of bloody scenes along the way, and he could endure the sight before him to some extent.
"Yes. Since Master left, our number of cultists has greatly diminished. Only some core members remain here now. To ensure everyone remembers their original purpose, we hold activities like this here every day."
As Zhang Chen looked over everyone present, they all halted their frenzied actions and dropped to one knee before him.
"While I was gone, did anyone else come here?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Yes. Not long after Master left, a rather interesting outsider arrived here. He was acknowledged by the statue Master left behind, and over nearly ten thousand years, he also inherited the legacy you left behind. Could it be that Master sensed nothing of this while outside?"
"I was in another world, separated by several layers of worlds. Naturally, I sensed nothing," Zhang Chen replied.
"If that is the case, does Master wish to meet this person? He is a very interesting Ghoul Mouth. In my opinion, Master, you would truly like him. When you left, you said that if the one who inherited your legacy did so while you had yet to return, he would inherit your identity and gain complete control over this place. He was originally only one month away from inheriting everything here. I never expected