C20 Wishful Thinking

Yin Xu followed behind the old monk and entered the narrow door. In front of him was only a single oil lamp, and using the weak light, he saw a narrow staircase leading downwards, which really went all the way to the ground.

As he walked down the stairs, Yin Xu could feel the blood in his body boiling. There was a familiar smell in his nose, and the smell of blood in the air was extremely familiar.

He could not help but quicken his pace, even past the old monk who was leading the way, and was the first to rush into the basement.

Behind them, two black figures rushed in right before the small door closed without a sound, to the point where even Yin Xu did not notice them.

Yin Xu's entire body was wrapped in the Blood Evil Qi. As his pores opened, traces of the evil aura seeped into his body and flowed through his veins before returning to his dantian, where it merged with the Demonic Qi.

Seeing that the Demonic Qi in his Dantian was getting denser, Yin Xu closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, thinking to himself: This is truly a great tonic, if he could train here, his cultivation speed would at least be raised by two folds.

It was unknown who could have done this. Such a thick and fiendish blood energy had taken the lives of more than a few.

After walking down for a while, the whole basement was exposed.

Even with his vast experience, Demon Lord was still stunned by the scene in front of him. He had truly underestimated the courage of mortals, look, this scene, this lineup, was not in vain compared to the battle formation of the Old Devil Yin Soul Refining Sect.

In front of him was a dark stone room, in the middle of which was a huge pool. The pool was filled not with water but with red blood.

There were troughs built all around the pool, and fresh blood was continuously being poured in. The source of the blood were coming from a few humans imprisoned on the ground.

"What's the situation outside?" A hoarse voice sounded in the enclosed stone room. At first glance, it made one's scalp tingle.

Yin Xu looked over to the source of the voice and realised that there was a bald monk dressed in a black monastic robe sitting in the corner. He had his eyes closed and looked kind, but the killing intent around him was so dense that no one could ignore him.

"General Mo, there are only two more days to the seventh day. If we drag this out, we won't be able to delay it for an entire lifetime. Do you have any countermeasures to take?"

General? If Yin Xu remembered correctly, this should be the name of a martial general, right? Could it be that this monk had another identity?

However, Yin Xu was not interested in their conversation. He fixed his eyes on the pool of blood and slowly approached it. With every step he took, the resonance he felt became even more obvious.

There had to be something he wanted here!

As the torches in the stone room were lit on fire one by one, Yin Xu squinted his eyes for a bit before slowly getting used to the brightness. At this moment, he was already standing beside the pool of blood, so he could naturally see what was in it.

Inside the blood pool was a crystal coffin, and inside the coffin laid a luxuriously dressed woman. She looked to be in her twenties, and her face was pretty.

If she hadn't lost her breath, anyone who saw her would have thought that she was just sleeping.

was already very surprised to find the Soul Refining Pool that only existed with Demonic Cultivator in the buddhist pagoda. Seeing the female corpse lying there, he had a kind of indescribable feeling.

Could it be that all the monks in this world had changed into meat? This was totally subversive of his conventional wisdom.

Yin Xu circled around the pool of blood and turned a blind eye to the few half-dead humans lying on the ground.

However, he was more curious about the identity of the woman in the crystal coffin. Someone was actually willing to spend so much effort just for her.

One must know that not only did the Soul Gathering Formation consume blood, it also consumed soul luring, soul gathering, and soul strengthening.

With the abilities of these mortals, it was already amazing that they could cause the souls of the dead to not dissipate. Wanting to save a dead person was simply a pipe dream!

"Then we should just seal the entrance, so that they won't be able to enter for the time being."

"This... "Listening to what they are saying, I'm afraid that even if I were to dig three feet into the ground, I would have to find the so-called auspicious sign."

"Humph!" Then let them have no chance at all! " The monk surnamed Mo opened his eyes, which were blood-red like a wild beast's.

"…" The others looked at each other in dismay before reminding him, "That is the Great His Highness The Prince."

"So what? Didn't that dog-emperor have his eyes on this son of his? Furthermore, with the death of the First Prince, the Third Prince will have a better chance of taking the throne. Ru Er will definitely want to see her son become the ruler of the world! "

A few of the old monks by the side thought it over and shook their heads. If the First Prince were to lose his life here, none of them would be able to escape.

It was not that they were cowardly and afraid of death, but they had endured for so many years. The entire world knows that the Third Prince has been raised and crippled by the Emperor. Even if he was given the throne, would he be able to sit stably?