The sunlight was somewhat glaring, and the bluestone plaza was thick with the mingled scent of dust and sweat.
The dizziness from the teleportation swiftly faded. Lin Ye steadied himself and quickly swept his gaze over the surroundings.
Thirty or forty disciples had already gathered on the plaza, all from various peaks and freshly teleported out of the secret realm. Every one of them was ragged and wan, their auras feeble.
Lin Ye's sudden appearance drew no notice from the others. Spiritual light kept flaring from the teleportation array as more people were continuously sent out.
"Name, affiliated peak, and whether you encountered any major opportunities or dangerous incidents within the secret realm?" A late-stage Hua Yuan Realm deacon stepped forward, asking the routine questions without expression as he scrutinized Lin Ye.
"Lin Ye, outer disciple of Sword-Wielding Peak." Lin Ye's voice was low.
"Deep within the secret realm, I discovered Blood Fiend Hall forces entrenched there. They appear to have established a stronghold in the Blood Fiend Hills and are conducting blood sacrifices."
"Furthermore, in the Molten Wasteland, Wind-Erosion Canyon, and Skeleton Plains, I found mutated ferocious beasts corrupted by Guixu's evil aura. Some had even reached the Hua Yuan Realm."
He deliberately concealed matters such as the opportunity in Tongtian Tower, revealing only Blood Fiend Hall's plot and the evil entities of Guixu. This would both draw the sect's attention and reasonably explain how he had returned alive.
"You're certain it was Blood Fiend Hall? They dared establish a stronghold within the secret realm? And conduct blood sacrifices?" the elder pressed. The air around them seemed to freeze solid.
"Beyond all doubt. I saw Blood Fiend Hall banners hanging high over their camp with my own eyes. In a secluded valley within the Blood Fiend Hills, they excavated