Luo Yun stood beside Bibi Dong's corpse, the Moon Eclipse Sword hanging at his side. Blood dripped from its tip, one drop at a time, onto the ground.
Frost Ridge City. Tens of thousands of lives.
He had avenged them.
Luo Yun took a deep breath and returned the Moon Eclipse Sword to his body.
He looked around. The hot spring room was a complete wreck.
The stone tiles on the floor were cracked, bricks had fallen from the walls, and water from the hot spring pool had spilled everywhere. The mist had long since vanished, leaving only utter disarray and the stench of blood.
It was time to go.
The commotion here had surely drawn Spirit Hall's attention. If he didn't leave now, once Qian Daoliu and the Six Great Pontiffs arrived, he wouldn't be able to get away.
Luo Yun turned to leave, but his gaze was suddenly drawn to a corner.
There was a wardrobe.
But there was a narrow gap between it and the wall.
In the candlelight, it was almost impossible to see.
But Luo Yun's scarlet eyes caught the gap.
He walked over and felt around the wardrobe. With a gentle push, a door inside swung open, revealing a flight of stairs leading down.
The stairs were very narrow, with room for only one person to pass through.
Glowing crystals were embedded in the walls on either side, giving off a cold, eerie green light that made the passage seem haunted.
Without hesitation, Luo Yun went down.
At the bottom of the stairs was a secret chamber.
It wasn't large, about the size of an ordinary family's living room.
At its center was a small spring, its water crystal clear and faintly luminous. Beside it stood a statue.
The statue was about the height