The eerie altar

Meanwhile, Xie An and Chen Mo had been crouching behind the courtyard gates of the Sacrificial Hall, peeking outside.

Watching Wan Zheyu, the County Deputy, and the Senior Lecturer of Returning Dragon Abbey lead a large force through the stronghold in search of them, Chen Mo grew deeply uneasy, her face turning pale.

Although she had spent several years roaming the martial world with Chen Lutang, visited several neighboring county towns, become embroiled in blood feuds, and even killed bandits and notorious robbers, those were all commonplace affairs in the martial world. None came close to the eeriness of this incident, and she could not help feeling utterly uncertain.

Xie An, on the other hand, was taking it fairly well.

His experience in the martial world might not have been as extensive as Chen Mo's, but his experience in society from his previous life still counted. Besides, he had been born into a good family in this life, and both his father and elder sister were paving the way for him. All of that gave him confidence.

What he wanted to know more was how strong the two sides outside were.

After all, one side was his support, while the other would be his great enemy in the future.

Only by knowing both himself and his enemy could he navigate things with room to spare.

When he saw Granny Ma make her move, Xie An's eyes immediately lit up.

Li Xianghe was an opponent on the same level as Uncle Shui, with perfected Dark Force!

Yet a light pat from Granny Ma on his shoulder had sent Li Xianghe staggering backward, coughing up blood!?

That ability...

Then he witnessed Granny Ma and Wen Zaiqing exchange blows. The two merely grasped at empty air and changed their hand gestures for a