After leaving the city gates, the army advanced all the way, swiftly heading toward the valley where Jin Zhanfei and his men had been wiped out.
As they neared the valley, a faint stench of blood and evil still lingered in the air.
"My lord, the Evil Cultivators are very likely still lying in ambush within the valley. Isn't it too risky for us to enter?"
Hundred Commander Wu Daokun wore a grave expression as he reminded Li Xuancang.
He couldn't understand it. Knowing full well this was where the Evil Cultivators had laid their ambush, why was Li Xuancang still leading his men inside? It was as though he were deliberately seeking death.
"I'm looking for the Evil Cultivators. If I don't come to the valley, how will I make them show themselves?"
Li Xuancang's words made Wu Daokun tremble from head to toe, his eyes filled with shock.
Everyone else feared the Evil Cultivators and avoided them like the plague, yet Li Xuancang had taken the initiative to seek them out.
And he had done so despite knowing they had an ambush prepared. This was no different from walking straight into death.
Wu Daokun had no idea whether Li Xuancang was a madman who didn't know the height of heaven and depth of earth or whether he had some plan in mind. At this point, he could only obey orders.
The army pressed deeper into the valley and soon arrived at the place where Jin Zhanfei and his men had been buried.
Before anyone could inspect the scene, the deathly silent valley suddenly underwent a drastic change.
Boom!
A muffled thunderclap exploded as the ground throughout the secluded valley shook violently. Countless blood-red formation patterns buried deep underground instantly burst through the earth and lit up.
Crimson bloodlight