Hela and Huigo stood in place, looking at the red clouds above from afar, their expressions somewhat panicked. They felt the threat of death from these gases.

But these terrifying auras came and went quickly, and soon dissipated without leaving any trace.

"What's going on up there?" Hui Ge was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Do you want to go take a look?"

Hila's face remained expressionless. After a few seconds of thought, she slowly said, "Whether it's Vidan or not, it's no longer something we can handle."

"Even so, are you sure you want to go up?"

She looked at the man next to her and asked in a low voice.

"Retreating is also a dead end."

Huige had thought it through at this point. Going forward meant death, and retreating also meant death.

It’s better to go up, maybe you can survive by chance.

“We’ll definitely go up, but we can’t rely on strength alone; we also need wisdom.” Hela pursed her red lips and said, “We’ll slowly sneak up on them. Since the person behind this didn’t kill us outright, it means he’s either being restrained or unable to attack directly... We might still have a chance.”

They have come this far and have survived to this point, largely due to luck. If they are lucky enough next time, they might be able to escape unscathed.

"Oh well."

Huige wanted to say something, but there was no other way at this time. He had to try even if he had to struggle.

No martial artist would give up easily. There are examples of the weak defeating the strong, but it requires timing and strategy.

After the two discussed some feasible plans, they immediately took action.

On the high platform, after completely killing the stitched man, Xu Xianxian calmed down and took the time to look at her attribute points.

'Strength: 22.5, Agility: 23.9, Stamina: 20.5, Resentment Power: 9.7, Shuttle Fist: 10th level (locked).'

"Sure enough, the stronger a person is, the more resentment and unwillingness they harbor, and the more resentment they generate after death." Xu Xianxian thought of this and sighed again: "It's a pity that the old monk died so magnanimously, and the resentment he generated is less than that of an ordinary martial artist."

She shook her head and distributed the remaining resentment to her strength. As the attributes changed, her strength quickly broke through 30 points and stopped at 32.2.

Although Xu Xianxian was in peak condition, she remained vigilant in her heart. She had only killed a semi-finished product, not a real Force user. The master behind the stitched man was the real enemy.

Xu Xianxian continued to walk forward. At the end of the platform there was a stone bridge leading directly to another place. She no longer hesitated and stepped onto it slowly.

The stone bridge can only accommodate one person and is extremely narrow. Below it is a bottomless ravine. Even Xu Xianxian would not dare to fall down before she was sure what was below.

With Xu Xianxian's current physical strength, even if she fell from a height of dozens of meters, she would only suffer minor injuries at most. But if there was a trap or even lava below, she would most likely fall to the ground.

No one stopped Xu Xianxian along the way, and she quickly passed the stone bridge. After passing through a stone door, what came into view was a spacious secret room.

"Baka, you're back?" The moment the little girl stepped into the secret room, a voice suddenly came from inside, "No, the footsteps are lighter... You are not Baka, who are you?!"

"Who am I?!" Xu Xianxian burst into laughter as if she had just heard the funniest joke. "You brought so many people here to kill, and you actually ask who I am?"

As far as she could see, she saw Charlie lying on the ground, but his eyes were closed and there was a big hole in his chest. A bright red heart was placed next to it, and scarlet blood was flowing all over the ground.

The entire secret room was filled with all kinds of internal organs, and the disgusting smell of blood mixed with various rotten smells continued to spread out.

In the corner was a pile of human arms and legs, as well as some torso parts, discarded there like garbage. From time to time, black worms would crawl in and out, making rustling sounds.

If Xu Xianxian wasn't a martial artist who could isolate herself from these pungent smells, she would probably have to vomit them out.

Besides this, what really shocked Xu Xianxian was Wei Lan lying on the small altar in the middle of the secret room. He also had his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, but he smelled of decay.

'This is not a living person.'

Xu Xianxian only took a glance and immediately made this judgment.

Next to her, there was actually a girl who looked exactly like her. She seemed to be asleep, with only the sound of her calm breathing.

"This is the Weilan I met before." Seeing this girl, Xu Xianxian exclaimed in disbelief, "But... why are there two Weilan? One alive, one dead?"

She originally thought that there might be some inside story, but after seeing it with her own eyes, she felt that her brain was not enough and she couldn't figure out the cause and effect of the matter at all.

"What do you want to do?"

When Xu Xianxian saw this scene, her whole body tensed up and she couldn't help but question.

She had a hunch that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man might be Weidan.

“No one who dares to break in here will be able to walk out alive.”

Weidan, holding a black book in his hand, stood beside the altar. He raised his head and glanced at Xu Xianxian who was in shock. He did not give any explanation at all, but spoke slowly in a hoarse voice that sometimes rose and sometimes fell.

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