It was clearly just a bare cave, with nothing there except for a lot of eerie, sharp rocks.

“I do know a little about the reason, but I don’t know if I should tell you,” Yue Qi said. “It’s actually a bit disgusting to talk about.”

"Disgusting?" Yan Qing looked at Yue Qi, then turned to Ling Xi. "You think it's delicious?"

Good heavens, could it be what she wants? You know, Lingxi is a strange creature; what she loves most is fresh, blood-soaked flesh and blood!

"Master, let me tell you—" Lingxi's lips were slightly drooling.

"No, stop talking—" Seeing Lingxi's excited expression, Yan Qing quickly stopped her. She knew without a doubt that what Lingxi was about to say would shatter her worldview.

So, "Yue Qi, you should say it. Try to be tactful, I'm squeamish about blood."

Yue Qi was amused by her listless appearance; the girl's self-deceptive behavior was quite cute.

So he got a mischievous idea and dropped a bombshell.

"Do you know? This is the Slaughter Hell, one of the Nine Hells."

"What?!!"

Yan Qing was about to jump up in shock. Good heavens, can't we take this less stimulating? Can't we even have a moment to calm down?

Yue Qi waited until she calmed down a bit before slowly explaining, "This Hell of Slaughter should be considered the least dangerous one. See those sharp stones? Actually, most of them were artificially ground into this shape. The purpose, of course, is for burial."

"Funerary sacrifice?" Yan Qing also realized, "Could this be the burial pit?" No wonder they hadn't seen any funerary objects along the way, could they all be here?

She stood up and carefully examined her surroundings, but couldn't see a single burial item, which aroused her suspicion.

"Yue Qi, where is the burial pit you mentioned?"

Yue Qi stamped his foot. "Right here. The entire cave beneath your feet is actually a huge burial pit, but it has been filled in by humans."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lingxi nodded like a rattle-drum. "Master, that's not all! All the funerary objects here are people, and they're all little girls under the age of sixteen!"

"What?!!"

Lingxi's words shocked her quite a bit, and she could hardly believe it. "Lingxi, do you know how many little girls are buried here?"

"Hmm—let me see," Lingxi said, then disappeared, only to reappear a few breaths later, excitedly saying...

“Master, I have found out. There are 108 in total. The oldest among them is fifteen years old, and the youngest is only about eight or nine years old.”

"My God!" Yan Qing couldn't even bear to look directly at the soil beneath her feet. Beneath this seemingly ordinary black soil lay piles of bones.

For some reason, she suddenly felt nauseous.

She pointed tremblingly to the solid black soil beneath her feet. "Don't tell me this is all stained with human blood, will it?"

Yue Qi's response was a long silence. He looked up, pointed to the neatly cut stalactites above, and said,

"Do you know? Those people were hung up there, and their flesh was cut off piece by piece until only a skeleton remained. In fact, it's quite similar to the legendary torture of being cut into a thousand pieces."

"However—this place is a slaughterhouse, and the torture and death of the sacrificial victims here is secondary. Their flesh and blood are the most useful things."

As Yue Qi spoke, he also felt a little reluctant. "The flesh and blood you cut off were spread all over the ground, chopped into small pieces, mixed with soil and the remaining human skeletons, and piled up layer by layer, thus forming the ground beneath our feet."

He glanced at Lingxi and said, "The strange creatures' craving for flesh and blood is their physiological instinct. If it weren't for Lingxi, I would never have imagined that this place is actually the slaughter hell in the Nine Hells."

"Using underage girls as sacrifices is something that only the highest-ranking king in the Yelang Kingdom would do. There are a total of 108 of them here. It seems that King Jinzhu of Yelang must be buried here."

"But—" Yan Qing forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit, trying her best not to look at the ground beneath her feet.

"I've seen many ancient imperial tombs, but none of them involved the torture of those buried alive. Besides, using flesh and blood to fill the soil and skeletons for support, just to build a bare cave? — That doesn't make any sense, does it?"

Yue Qi laughed, raised his hand and gently pinched her nose, praising, "Not bad, you know how to apply what you've learned to other situations—you're right, I guess that's why the Sun family insisted on resting here."

To be honest, Yan Qing agreed with his idea. The Sun family was indeed a bit mysterious. They only said they were going to the tomb to find something to break the curse, but when they encountered real danger, they retreated faster than anyone else. They didn't seem like they were ready to die.

With suspicions arising in her heart, she looked at the Sun family group again and felt that everything was strange.

Suddenly, Yan Qing's eyes lit up. She beckoned Lingxi over and quietly gave her some instructions.

Lingxi nodded and then vanished into nothingness.

Yan Qing then walked directly to Yue Qi's side and asked, "Are you sure there's really no danger here?"

Yue Qi nodded. If you didn't consider that this place was a slaughterhouse used for burial, it should be the safest place imaginable.

Yan Qing was not giving up. In the previous Fire Shadow Hell, there was something suppressed, a white cloth that resembled human tissue. She suspected that there should be one here as well.

As for where to hide the things, someone had already secretly shown her through their actions.

This person was none other than the monk Yuanhui, who was pretending to meditate alone.

She had seen it earlier; a yellow light flashed between the monk's eyebrows, and Yuanhui's gaze went straight to the ground beneath her feet.

So she also used Lingxi's ability to dive down underground and take a look.

The two talked quietly for a while, and then Lingxi rushed back. Because she had been invisible the whole time, no one in the team had noticed her.

Lingxi was extremely excited as soon as she appeared, "Master, I found it."

She pointed to where Wen Jiajia was sitting, "Right under her butt, about three or four skeletons away. But those skeletons are all very fierce!"

Yan Qing clicked her tongue in amazement. Miss Wen truly lived up to her reputation as the chosen one, effortlessly securing the most crucial position.

However, what exactly does Lingxi mean by "those skeletons are fierce"?

"Could it be that those skeletons of the dead are actually alive?"