With every additional Bloody Bird thrown in, the blood cloud's color deepened, its rotation seemed to accelerate slightly, and the evil, cold, soul-trembling pressure it radiated grew heavier!
The entire Black Iron City had become a massive evil altar in operation, using the blood and souls of every living being in the city as fuel for some horrific ritual that defied heaven and earth!
This was the sight after the Bloody Bird Plan had been fully activated! Unlike in Rosette City, where Tang Lan, posing as Faceless Lord, had halted it while it was still in preparation, the Evil Soul Masters in Black Iron City had clearly received orders—or made the decision themselves—and brazenly activated this utterly inhuman blood sacrifice formation!
Early in the morning, when the sky had only just begun to brighten, Tang Lan and Wang Qiuer had finished handling their letters on the top floor of Radiant Wine House in Rosette City and were briefly regulating their breathing. Suddenly, a rapid knock sounded at the door, carrying a distinct rhythm.
Tang Lan opened his eyes, exchanged a glance with Wang Qiuer, and waved away the simple soundproof Soul Tool barrier in the room.
"Come in."
The door was gently pushed open. A figure wearing a bamboo hat and coarse hemp clothes slipped inside, looking like an old farmer who had risen early to enter the city and sell mountain goods. He swiftly shut the door behind him.
He removed his bamboo hat, revealing an unremarkable middle-aged face. Yet his eyes were sharp and alert. It was Su Bai, the Tang Sect's Southwest overseer, in a carefully crafted disguise.
The usual refined composure was gone from Su Bai's face, replaced by an irrepressible gravity, grief, indignation, and urgency.
"My lord!"
Su Bai strode forward and spoke urgently before