This man was none other than Xiao Hua. Wave after wave of tinkling bells reached his ears and roused him from unconsciousness. He was lying before the stone statue, directly in front of the stone niche Qing Fengmin had just pointed out—the so-called resting place of Hundred Zhang Old Man's legacy. When Xiao Hua opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was an enormous pill furnace!
The pill furnace stood right before him. Xiao Hua only had to stretch out his hand to touch one of its legs. Without any conscious thought from him, his hand naturally exerted force, and the pill furnace vanished from the stone niche. When it appeared again, it was already inside Xiao Hua's space!
Only after instinctively storing the pill furnace away did Xiao Hua suddenly come to his senses. "Th-this... where am I?" At the same time, the ghostly wails and wolfish howls from the blood-red space reached his ears!
When he rose to his feet in utter shock and turned around, the horrific scene before him left him shaken to the core!
The entire space was awash in blood-red. Though there was no splattering blood and no severed limbs flying through the air, wherever the crisscrossing blood shadows passed, a Rogue Cultivator's blood essence was drained away, a Rogue Cultivator's life was reaped, and a ball of flame flared up. This soundless brutality stabbed straight into Xiao Hua's mind!
In an instant, Xiao Hua recalled the scene of the blood shadow pouncing on him earlier. He immediately examined himself in terror, then frantically patted himself all over with both hands. Only after confirming that he was still Xiao Hua did he finally breathe a faint sigh of relief!
"X-Xiao Hua... is that you?" Cai Zhuoxia's timid voice sounded not far from his