Zhong Yue had fled Dragon Ridge Mountain right after them.
That was why he found the place where Lu Yuanliang and the others had made camp one step ahead.
There were even plenty of traces left from lighting fires and setting up camp.
"Strange, why is the stench of blood so heavy?" Zhong Yue frowned slightly.
With a sweep of his divine sense, he quickly sensed that there was something beneath the soil not far ahead.
When he went closer to look, he saw a great expanse of yellow sand dyed red with blood.
With nothing more than a raised hand and a wave, the yellow sand billowed up, and the sight of the mass grave was fully revealed.
"Elder Wang..." Zhong Yue's expression changed drastically as he looked at the corpses in the pit whose heads and bodies had been separated, somewhat unable to believe it.
They had run out one step ahead of him, and judging from the scene, they had not even been dead for half an hour.
Who killed them?
The Immortal Alliance?
Impossible. Along the way, there had been no Immortal Alliance people lying in ambush to kill them. Even if they wanted to kill people, there was no need to run so far.
Zhong Yue's eyes were rather sharp, and he saw a waist token. It was precisely the one left behind by Elder Zhao at Lu Yuanliang's side.
"Lu Yuanliang!! Fuck your mother, you heaven-damned thing, you even fucking killed your own people!"
"You've truly lost all conscience!!" Zhong Yue really could not hold it in anymore. The fury that had been building up all this time loomed over him like black clouds.
How could a person sink to such a vile level?
Elder Wang and the others had risked death to flee