Jingle...
Before the gate of a courtyard tucked away in a secluded corner, a wind chime rang in the breeze. As a gray-robed man emerged from a room, he quickly put on a veiled hat. Rather than leave through the gate, he vaulted over the side wall and hurried into the nearby streets and alleys.
Figures stationed openly and in hiding nearby swiftly sprang into coordinated action.
Several even vaulted into the courtyard to investigate in secret, pushing open doors and searching the rooms one by one.
A faint smell of blood in the main residence drew the investigators' attention. They soon discovered another space underground. Moving aside a large cabinet, they found the entrance to a secret passage. The moment they opened it, a pungent stench of blood assailed them.
They left people outside to keep watch, while two went down to investigate.
What they found more than a hundred feet underground made their hair stand on end. A pool of blood lay in the middle, surrounded by hundreds of piled-up corpses of young men and women. They had clearly all been drained of blood, which had flowed into the pool.
Illuminated by the sandalwood gold flame aura, the sight turned even these seasoned investigators' stomachs...
At the Central Hub of the Divine Mountain's Northern District, Huang Ye sat motionless as a statue. His breathing alternated between long and short, heavy breaths, and his expression was grave. He appeared composed, but in truth, he was sitting on a bed of needles. The setting sun outside the window sank with agonizing slowness.
He wanted to flee, but the Phoenix Clan's clan leader had ordered the mountain sealed. No one could leave without permission.
Hadn't Situ Gu declared that if his disciple wasn't released by tomorrow, he would start hauling people