"Who was it? Once I find them, I'll tear them limb from limb." Ye Hao ground his teeth.
"Hmph, you have no proof. Are you just spouting nonsense here?" Wu Yang questioned.
"You don't understand, so could you stop talking?" Jiang Chen shot Wu Yang a glance.
He was an Eighth Order Master Alchemist, yet he had such a narrow mind?
Wu Yang flew into a rage, but Su Chen grabbed him and signaled for him not to act rashly. Su Chen had noticed the unfriendly look Ye Hao was giving them.
If they continued speaking carelessly, they would probably be thrown out.
"Master Wu, don't be anxious. Let's first see how this young man handles it. If we keep interrupting recklessly, Sect Master Ye will probably get angry. This is, after all, Jue Tian Sect's territory. We have to endure it for now." Su Chen transmitted to Wu Yang.
Only then did Wu Yang suppress his anger and fall silent.
"Come to think of it, eight years ago I encountered a group of people with strange methods. I happened to see them blood-sacrificing innocent cultivators while I was out. I intervened and killed quite a few of them, including several powerful Ascension Realm cultivators. They were skilled in strange techniques, seemed to need to chant incantations, and were also adept at using puppets." Ye Hao remembered them. They were the most suspicious suspects.
"Blood-sacrifice techniques? Then there is almost no doubt. Blood sacrifice is a method used by some Demonic cultivators and practitioners of sorcery," Jiang Chen said.
"Some of them escaped, but I killed most of them," Ye Hao said.
There had been more than a hundred people in that group. Ye Hao had been alone. No matter how powerful he was, he could not kill more than