"Something's wrong! Something happened!"
Seeing the Three-Eyed Netherworld's expression, Lei Ya asked urgently, "What happened?"
"Come over and see for yourself!"
As he spoke, a beam of gray light shot directly from the eye in the middle of the Three-Eyed Netherworld's forehead.
Immediately afterward, the formation that had been in place began to melt away rapidly, like snow beneath the blazing sun.
Then a heavy stench of blood swept over them like a strong gust of wind.
At the bloody scene inside the main hall, Lei Ya's face turned deathly pale in an instant.
The hall was filled with bodies. Headless corpses lay scattered across the floor.
"Island Master! Island Master!"
Lei Ya rushed inside, and then—
He discovered that Island Master Ming Tao was dead, his head gone.
"What happened here? How could so many people have died? More than sixty bodies—there are over sixty of them!"
Lei Ya felt his scalp go numb. What was going on?
Lei Ya flew into a rage and seized the two underlings guarding the entrance.
"What happened? Why are they all dead? Why are they all dead?"
The two guards immediately felt their scalps go numb.
"Protector Lei Ya, we... we don't know what happened either. From the very beginning of the Treasure Appraisal Convention, this place was covered by a formation. Even if we wanted to look, we couldn't see what was happening inside!"
One of the underlings trembled as he answered Lei Ya.
"But didn't you say Island Master Ming Tao had left? Yet his corpse is right here, plain as day!" Lei Ya roared.
"Protector Lei Ya, I think those people who left are the ones responsible. Our priority now isn't to blame them, but to report this to Daoist Venerable Kun Ling at once. This is too big