Inside Demon Slayer Headquarters, it was clear that a fierce battle had taken place. It seemed Cang Liexiong and the others had only just wrested control of Demon Slayer Headquarters back from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
In the underground first-floor prison, several important figures from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect were being held.
Their hand and leg tendons had all been severed, leaving them unable to move.
At the end of the prison corridor, a young man on his last breath was locked up.
It was not hard to tell from the wounds on his body that he had just been subjected to brutal torture.
Cang Liexiong stood at the cell door, looking at the young man inside as he said in a deep voice, "This is Du Yuan's grandson, Du Lingyun."
"When we went to arrest him, he was preparing to board a plane and flee abroad."
"After we caught him, we tortured him, hoping to force Du Yuan's whereabouts out of him."
"But he refused to open his mouth no matter what. We don't know whether he truly has no idea where Du Yuan is or whether he is simply being stubborn."
Ye Anyuan looked at Du Lingyun before him and smiled. "Whether he is keeping his mouth shut or truly knows nothing, I can find Du Yuan!"
With a wave of his hand, a drop of blood from Du Lingyun's body flew directly toward him.
"Ancestor, that is not your blood. Can you still use the Pulse Seeking Technique?"
The instant Ye Wudao saw what Ye Anyuan was doing, he understood his intentions.
Ye Anyuan looked at Ye Wudao and smiled. "Boy, you still have much to learn!"
As his words fell, he formed two hand seals. Compared to the Pulse Seeking Technique he had used