Tian Xingjian came over and slapped the servant in the face.

The servant finally came to his senses, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pointed to a screen in the lobby.

Tian Xingjian dragged his servant to the screen and looked around, only to see a wall.

"Where is the agency?"

The servant pointed to an incense burner next to him and said, "Turn left once, then right twice, and the door will open."

Tian Xingjian turned the incense burner according to the servant's instructions.

With a "bang", the stone door on the wall slowly opened, revealing a passage that went straight into the ground.

Tian Xingjian nodded with satisfaction, then grabbed the servant's neck, used his hands to twist his neck and broke it.

"Knowing so many secrets is definitely not a good thing."

Tian Xingjian threw down the servant's body, spat again, and then strode into the underground passage.

Chen Yang followed behind, and as soon as he stepped into the passage, he couldn't help but frowned.

"What a strong smell of blood!"

"How many people did they kill?"

Tian Xingjian felt nauseated and couldn't help but take out a piece of cloth and cover his nose before continuing to walk inside.

After walking down a dozen steps, it suddenly became clear.

The two of them stood in a stone room.

This is an underground practice room surrounded by red flags. In the center is a blood pool more than one foot wide, filled with blood.

There was a wooden shelf in the corner of the stone room, and a female corpse was hung upside down on the shelf.

The corpse's throat had been slit and its blood drained.

There is a small pit under the corpse's head, which is used to collect blood. The small pit is connected to a ditch, leading to the blood pool in the center of the stone chamber. It seems to be used to collect the blood of the victim.

I don’t know what kind of exercises Gao Jin and the Taoist arranged in the blood pool. Not only did the blood in the blood pool not solidify, it also kept flowing and emitted a slight heat.

The smell of blood in the stone chamber comes from this blood pool.

"I don't know how many women must be killed to fill this pool of blood."

Tian Xingjian's face was full of disgust.

Chen Yang stood by the blood pool, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

He frowned and said, "This blood has not been refined yet, so what is the use of collecting it?"

Seeing the volume of blood in the blood pool in front of him, Chen Yang instantly figured it out.

Gao Jin and Taoist did not refine the collected blood, so the reason why they are not strong is explained.

"Who knows, maybe they want to keep it and use it later."

Tian Xingjian said disapprovingly.

Chen Yang was silent. He practiced his martial arts and refined a woman's blood before grabbing new ones. Why rush to collect so many women's blood and preserve it with formations?

Unless, someone wants to use the blood immediately!

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Chen Yang's heart.

While Tian Xingjian was looking around, he hurriedly took out the parchment from the storage bag and glanced at it.

The parchment still shows the Qianji Palace's skills, without any warning text.

Chen Yang did not relax because of this.

He squinted his eyes and whispered: "Predict whether there will be danger in the future. Otherwise, if there is danger then, I will throw you into a deep pit first."

After saying this, the exercise text on the parchment gradually disappeared.

Then a new line of text appeared.

"The elder of the Blood Fiend Sect will arrive in an hour."

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, thinking that the two of them would leave the place after an hour. The parchment did not warn of the crisis. There was a reason for this.

Chen Yang put away the parchment and said: "Destroy this place and leave here quickly."

"So urgent?"

Tian Xingjian was stunned for a moment. He was putting the elixirs and herbs he had just found in his pocket, and he couldn't help but raise his head.

"Any later would be dangerous."
Chapter completed!