The Myriad-Year Corpse Water spraying from those black pipes had probably come from these corpses.
"I see now. These corpses belonged to members of the Devil Race who died in the calamity in Central Province ten thousand years ago. The Profound Yin Church hid them here to cultivate evil arts!" Xu Qingtong said quietly.
"Ten thousand years ago? Could that Myriad-Year Corpse Water have come from these corpses?" Ximen Wanyan asked.
Xu Qingtong nodded. "Very likely!"
"Then shall we set fire to this place and burn it down?"
Xu Qingtong glanced at Ximen Wanyan. "What's the hurry? We can deal with it once Sect Leader Yu Jizi and Sect Master Shen arrive! Assign two people to guard this place. Don't let anyone near it!"
The next day, Yu Jizi and Shen Haotian arrived at Red Yin Mountain one after the other and met with Xu Qingtong.
"Qingtong, how did it go? Did you find Yin Wanchou?" Shen Haotian asked.
Xu Qingtong shook his head. "I searched here for three days but found no trace of him!"
"Perhaps he never returned to the Profound Yin Church at all and found somewhere else to hide!" Yu Jizi said.
"That is possible. But as a Nascent Soul without the protection of his physical body, how long can he hide?" Shen Haotian said.
"We can discuss that later. For now, the Profound Yin Church has been destroyed, and all the wealth we seized is here. Shouldn't we discuss rewards according to merit and compensation for the dead?"
The three summoned their respective team leaders, asked about the fighting and casualties, settled the distribution of rewards, and finished dealing with the spoils.
"There is a cavern in the Profound Yin Church containing the remains of Devil Race members from ten thousand years ago. It is