Zhou Yang utilized the movement technique from Qiankun Great Shift, making his footsteps silent, and then slowly walked forward!
Although there was no lighting, Zhou Yang could see the scene inside the house by relying on the faint moonlight.
The first floor was utterly silent, everything seemed calm, yet there was a strange feeling; the bloodstains extended all the way up the stairs!
So Zhou Yang directly walked up the stairs, slowly ascending to the second floor, preparing to see what the source of that dark light was...
Reaching the second floor, the light was considerably dimmer!
Zhou Yang saw some incomplete body parts on the ground, from which a strong stench of decay emanated!
"They've been dead for several days!"
Zhou Yang thought to himself, stopping at the door of the room; just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly heard a low chanting sound, like the wailing of a phantom!
"Nyogtha of Chaos... dark death and fear descend once more... Great Mördiccian, God of the Charnel House, please heed the call of your humble servant, I shall offer my sacrifice here, begging the Old Gods of the future..."
Old Gods! Sacrifice!
Although it was only a few fragmented sentences, Zhou Yang clearly understood their meaning!
This was actually a terrifying sacrifice!
Although he had heard of the existence of cults before, he never expected a cult's sacrificial ritual to be happening live near his home!
In his previous life, cults could cause families to be ruined and people to die, and in this supernatural world, cults are like centipedes, dying but not stiff!
Often, one is killed, and another quickly emerges; their ability to bewitch people is truly terrifying!
Although he didn't know if gods truly existed, Zhou Yang still firmly believed in one principle!
That is, whatever the enemy wants to do, destroy it completely!
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang's ice condensed into a sword, the cold Qi of Demon Extract surged within his body, transforming into an ice sword in accordance with his will, and he directly slashed at the wooden door!
Crack!
The wooden door was easily cut into two halves, and the scene inside appeared before Zhou Yang's eyes!
The room, which should have been a bedroom, had bizarre, horrifying symbols drawn on the walls, floor, and even the bed with fresh blood, forming a huge magic circle!
And in the center of the magic circle stood a pale-faced middle-aged man, his expression twisted as he chanted a spell, as if he had fallen into a frenzy!
At his feet were two corpses; although they had been gnawed and were incomplete, one could still tell that one was an adult female!
The other corpse was small in stature, likely the child of this family!
However, a man's corpse was missing, the father and husband of this family!
But Zhou Yang had already understood everything, and looking at the man before him, he said in a deep voice:
"You actually joined an evil organization and murdered your own family, doing such things, do you not feel any guilt in your heart?"
"Guilt..."
Zhou Yang's voice awakened the man from his frenzy; a pair of pale eyes stared at Zhou Yang, revealing a greedy expression.
This greed was not for money or power, but rather like a person who had been hungry for a long time seeing food!
The man also regained a brief moment of sanity at this point, slowly squatting down, but not to cry, but to continue tearing off severed limbs and putting them into his mouth to gnaw.
His face showed an expression of enjoyment; although his appearance became increasingly distorted, he seemed to be experiencing extreme pleasure!
As he ate, he roared, "Why should I regret it? I have obtained the great power bestowed by the God of the Charnel House, and I will soon become a powerful Supernaturalist.
Then I will go and eat that pig-headed boss who always scolds me, and that guy who stole all the limelight... I will make everyone who looked down on me pay the price... Why couldn't they two understand me... Since that's the case, I'll eat them and merge with me, serving the great god together..."
"How utterly foolish!"
Zhou Yang had lost the desire to talk, because the fellow in front of him was no longer a human, but a monster in human skin!
A monster born of a coward!
Zhou Yang looked down on this guy from the bottom of his heart; if he had been wronged by others, then he should seek revenge on those people!
But this guy actually took his anger out on his own family and sacrificed them; such behavior was truly despicable!
However, since such a cultist had appeared, Zhou Yang would not ignore it, after all, he and his sister still lived nearby, and he absolutely could not let these guys disturb his peace!
So, an ice blade condensed behind Zhou Yang and shot out, directly severing the man's hand holding the corpse; greenish, putrid blood splattered on the ground, making sizzling sounds!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, it hurts so much, I'm going to kill you... I'm going to eat you..."
The pain of the severed arm drove the man into a frenzy again; blood dripped into the magic circle, causing it to light up, and the black light flickered once more.
A vast, chaotic will suddenly descended...