The opossum corpses were piled several meters high, stretching into the depths of the underground cave like a city wall. Every corpse wore the same expression.
"They came quickly."
A hoarse voice came from behind the mountain of corpses, followed by a gaunt, tall man stepping out.
What surprised Ren Qing slightly was that the man's eyes had been replaced by two mouths. Eyeballs grew between their teeth, making him look incomparably bizarre.
Huang Ziwang quietly reminded him, "His name is Jiang Feng. His Art is also related to pupils, though it leans toward curses and can make people die suddenly."
Ren Qing nodded slightly as the man quickly approached them.
Huang Ziwang smiled as he introduced him. "Jiang Feng, this is the Reserve Ren Qing whom I guaranteed. He naturally has his merits."
Jiang Feng's gaze lingered on Ren Qing's Double Pupils for several breaths before he said, "Another Half-Corpse Realm cultivator died last night. Let's go look at the corpse first."
Ren Qing's heart tightened. Even the intervention of the Forbidden Guards had failed to stop the Mud Gang from being assassinated. That showed just how troublesome their opponent was.
Huang Ziwang said, "It should have been the work of another Mud Gang cultivator, right? Otherwise, how could there be so many corpses of opossum clones?"
"When the first Half-Corpse Realm cultivator died two days ago, there were no Rat Corpses. These all suddenly appeared last night."
As they gradually drew closer to the depths of the underground cave, the air was thick with the stench of decay.
Ren Qing looked around and discovered several rooms resembling karst caves nearby. They had likely once housed members of the Mud Gang.
Large quantities of livestock White Bones were piled in the corners as well. It was clear that the