Baisha County.
Atop the city wall.
The gale howled.
The two men's robes snapped wildly in the wind.
"They're here!!" Bai Luoyu suddenly said.
In the distance, a figure vaulted over the mountaintop and came roaring toward them.
His descent was fiercer than a charging tiger.
It was Zhao Yulong.
In the blink of an eye.
Zhao Yulong had gone from the mountaintop to the plain.
Then he charged into the Baisha River.
The river water exploded beneath his feet. The spreading waves surged without end, even causing the river's north-to-south ripples to reverse for a time.
In mere moments.
Zhao Yulong landed before the two of them.
His breathing was slightly hurried, and his chest rose and fell visibly.
"Greetings, Prefecture Lord!"
"Greetings, Prefecture Lord!"
Jiang Ning and Bai Luoyu cupped their fists.
Zhao Yulong glanced at Bai Luoyu. "What exactly happened?"
"I'll explain!" Bai Luoyu said.
He then recounted the entire chain of events that had taken place in Baisha County over the past few days.
A moment later.
After hearing Bai Luoyu's account, Zhao Yulong could not help giving Jiang Ning a slightly surprised look.
Then he said, "Take me to see the blood pool!"
"Yes!" Bai Luoyu replied.
Green Willow Pavilion.
By now, Green Willow Pavilion had long been sealed off by government soldiers.
The three passed through the soldiers' blockade and headed straight for the basement.
"Have Deng Fei come see me!"
Zhao Yulong gave the order on the way.
Afterward.
In the basement.
Zhao Yulong arrived beside the blood pool.
Looking at the layers upon layers of white bones below, his gaze sharpened.
With his powerful spiritual force, he had already roughly determined how many skeletons had piled up below.
The bones of no fewer than a thousand people were heaped together, layer upon