Following the Great Elder, step by step, descending.
Hei Yuan had no idea there was such a place inside the cave.
Man-made stairs spiraled downward.
On both sides of the passageway, torches flickered on and off.
Underfoot, Hei Yuan constantly stepped on chunks of Broken Stone.
This path was a bit difficult to walk.
"We have arrived."
The Great Elder, Xiao Jin, said calmly, making way.
Hei Yuan looked up, revealing a look of shock in his eyes.
Blood.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of sticky blood.
In the distance, rivers of blood were flowing slowly.
Where the blood rivers converged, there was a two-meter square Blood Pool.
Above the Blood Pool, Liu Chang's body floated with not a shred of clothing on him.
His skin, already fair, now appeared as white as a wall under the reflection of the blood-red light.
Gleaming brilliantly.
"Great, Great Elder, the Saint..."
"The Saint has not yet arrived."
Xiao Jin said indifferently, "But it will be soon."
"Soon?"
