Yang Yuanhong's group was speeding across the sea of blood when Jiang Yinkong suddenly sensed something and slowed down.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, has something changed again?"
"Something is off. Please protect me for a moment, fellow Daoists. Let me calculate once more."
Under the protection of the other three, Jiang Yinkong performed another round of divination, and his expression gradually turned grave.
"How was it?"
"They're dead. The two people who were heading toward us just now have already been killed!"
The other three all revealed astonished expressions at those words.
According to Jiang Yinkong's previous calculations, those two were no weaker than Yang Yuanhong.
Knowing full well that they were outnumbered, yet still daring to seek them out, showed that the pair had considerable confidence in their own strength.
Putting those facts together, everyone had concluded that they were either two Spiritual Connection True Persons working together, or two prodigies from the lower ranks of the second page of the Gold Ranking traveling as companions.
Either way, their combat strength would unquestionably have ranked among the foremost in this Blessed Land, only a notch below the dozen or so strongest figures.
Yet such a combination had both fallen in such a short time.
The Blood Corpses here certainly did not possess such strength. That meant another expert had arrived and killed them both.
"Even prodigies of the second page couldn't escape and simply died like that?"
Xuan Youli furrowed her brows tightly. "How strange. Those two surely lacked no life-saving trump cards. Even if they encountered a powerful enemy, they should have been able to stall for quite some time."
Jiang Yinkong then tried to calculate the identity of the person who had acted. Yet after several attempts, not only did he fail to obtain an answer, he nearly