Shangguan Qing walked out of his quiet room. He had decided to take a walk outside. They were now in a courtyard on the Black Tortoise Island of the bloody massacre sect. There were many buildings here. Shangguan Qing had a very large courtyard here. The entire courtyard was divided into three entrances, enough for his family to live in.
It had been a month since Shangguan Qing and the others had arrived at the bloody massacre sect. During this month, they felt like they were living in a dream. It was only now that they realized how terrifying the bloody massacre sect was. It was far more terrifying than they had imagined. The power of the bloody massacre sect had completely exceeded their imagination.
