"Brother, don't be stunned! Let's run out of here! It's too scary here!"
He was about to investigate carefully when he was suddenly grabbed by his junior fellow apprentice behind him and dragged forcefully out of the stadium.
The young boy wanted to say something, but this was no longer the time to hesitate, so he followed his junior brother out.
However, not long after the two of them ran out, they saw corpses scattered all around them. They were all people who had escaped from the venue like them. Some of the corpses looked very familiar to him.
"Uncle Master!"
"Master's wife!"
The two men let out a scream of fear and subconsciously wanted to rush over to confirm.
But before he took two steps forward, he saw a middle-aged man walking towards him. He was dressed in white, looked to be about forty years old, with gray hair on his temples and a fierce look between his brows.
This pair of fellow disciples were no strangers to this man. He was Elder Lin of the Zhenwu School, a well-known figure in Nanwuzhou.
The younger disciples, upon seeing the other party, rushed over as if they had found a savior. "Elder Lin, we are the true disciples of the Star Picking Sect. A bunch of evil thugs have come in and are slaughtering disciples from various sects. Please save us..."
"Wait! Junior Brother!"
Seeing Elder Lin walking slowly, looking unusually strange among the pile of corpses, the young boy inexplicably felt a sense of foreboding and quickly called out to his junior brother.
but...
Too late!
A flash of blood flew out from Elder Lin's long sleeves. The sharp blade even cut through the air, severing everything in front of it, and dyed the entire space blood red.
As the young boy slowly fell to the ground, he could vaguely hear some kind of ritualistic, shrill singing and the rumbling of the earth.
"ah--"
A plural number of voices, like the overlapping shouts of men, women, old, young and old, with an inexplicable melody, rose and fell, low and deep, and suddenly echoed above the venue.
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