Chen Shi'an returned to Desolate Suppression City. Rather than returning to the Earth Pill Sect, he headed for the Central Ruins from earlier.
Not long before, when An Qianlan had repeatedly wounded the Blood-Clothed Man with her cane, Chen Shi'an had clearly felt the Saintly Dao Stele in his mind react, trembling incessantly.
Moreover, every time An Qianlan pierced the Blood-Clothed Man's body and blood spattered out, the Saintly Dao Stele's trembling had noticeably intensified.
Considering how the Graveyard Space inside the Saintly Dao Stele refined people into ashes, Chen Shi'an suspected that the Saintly Saber Stele might be interested in the Blood-Clothed Man's blood.
That was why Chen Shi'an had come back-to verify his suspicion.
But when he reached the vicinity of the ruins...
He saw that fully armed soldiers had completely surrounded the Central Ruins.
Inside, many soldiers were clearing away the rubble.
Meanwhile, Master Jueming and quite a few of Desolate Suppression City's martial artists stood around the perimeter, keeping a strict watch.
Getting close to the ruins now would be extremely difficult.
Chen Shi'an was just about to leave when he suddenly noticed the Saintly Dao Stele in his mind begin trembling repeatedly.
Puzzled, he hurriedly scanned his surroundings and spotted a soldier driving an ox cart loaded with debris along a street not far in front of him.
Looking closely, he saw a patch of dried blood on a broken piece of wood.
A thought immediately arose in Chen Shi'an's mind. Desolation's blood?
As the ox cart moved farther away, the Saintly Dao Stele's trembling gradually weakened.
After a brief hesitation, Chen Shi'an stepped forward and followed the ox cart.
Sure enough, as he drew closer to the cart, the Saintly Dao Stele's trembling noticeably intensified.
From this, Chen Shi'an was more or less certain