"Senior Brother!" Qin Zijing tugged at Su Yu's sleeve urgently, her voice trembling with unease. "Quickly call Bai Ying out! This place is eerie; let's leave quickly, okay?"
Su Yu did not answer; his gaze was fixed on what lay ahead. He saw Yan Chiling walking step by step toward the center of the great formation. Each step he took felt like he was walking on a knife's edge, as heavy as if he were carrying the weight of the entire world on his back.
"Fourth Senior Brother, what is this..." Qin Zijing's voice gradually faded.
Yan Chiling finally reached the area with the thickest bloodstains, and his knees slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.
His fists clenched so tightly that tears streamed down his face. He pounded his fists on the ground, his knuckles bleeding, but he was oblivious to it.
Su Yu let out a sob, tears blurring her vision.
He knew all too well what that bloodstain meant.
That was Bai Ying's blood...
So Bai Ying didn't even leave behind any remains?
Forget about seeing her one last time, Bai Ying couldn't even keep her body...
Qin Zijing was completely stunned. He blinked blankly, "What...are you doing?" His voice was so soft, as if afraid of disturbing something, "Weren't we here to see Bai Ying?"
Liu Qingyue swayed slightly, leaning against the rock wall, his gaze shifting between the bloodstains and fragments of magical artifacts scattered on the ground.
As a cultivator, he was all too familiar with this scene—back when a fellow disciple was torn apart and devoured by a demonic beast, they would also hold a memorial service at the place where their disciple had died...
Could it be that...
A terrible thought arose in his mind, but he ruthlessly suppressed it.
Gu Qingzhou suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence, "What are you all doing? Xiao Wu... has something happened to her?"
These words struck Qin Zijing like a thunderbolt. He abruptly turned to Gu Qingzhou, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Second Senior Brother! What nonsense are you spouting!" His voice suddenly rose, "Bai Ying is so powerful, how could anything happen to her!"
His voice echoed in the empty canyon, but no one answered.
Only Yan Chiling's suppressed sobs and Su Yu's heavy breathing mingled together.
Qin Zijing's lips began to tremble. He looked at this person, then at that person, the light in his eyes gradually dimming: "You...you say something..."
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