Feng Yan'an hurried out of the Secret Chamber with Feng Sa.
Neither noticed that, after they left, a figure darted into the chamber.
At that moment...
Feng Yan'an and Feng Sa reached the surface and found themselves facing a scene of utter horror.
Chaos.
The Feng Family was in chaos.
Its once-proud young talents now fled like frightened strays, crying out for their parents as they tried to escape.
Bodies.
Bodies lay everywhere.
People they had known were now corpses with eyes that would never close... No, they could hardly be called corpses. They were empty skins bearing familiar faces, with all the flesh, blood, and bone beneath them gone.
"Wh-what happened here?!"
Feng Sa ducked behind Feng Yan'an, trembling as though that might make him feel a little safer.
"Yes... what happened?"
Feng Yan'an was just as bewildered.
He had only gone to the Underground Secret Chamber as his elder brother had instructed. How had the world changed by the time he came out?
Just then, a figure came stumbling toward them and grabbed Feng Yan'an's leg.
"Second Master! You've finally come out! The Patriarch... the Patriarch has gone mad!"
"Feng Qi."
Feng Yan'an's eyes lit up. He seized Feng Qi's arm and demanded, "What exactly happened? My brother... what happened to him?"
Feng Qi's face was deathly pale, whether from pain or fear. "I-I don't know what happened. The Patriarch suddenly went mad and started killing everyone he saw. No, he wasn't killing them. He was... eating them! Whenever he caught someone, all that was left was a skin. It was horrible! Horrible!"
Feng Qi shook his head over and over, as if fear had driven him senseless. His whole body trembled.
My brother!
It really was my brother killing them!
Feng Yan'an sucked in a sharp breath.