Underground base, a majestic standalone palace.
Inside the room.
Zhou Pengfei playfully toyed with the red wine in his hand, sitting on a tiger-skin sofa.
"So, my good Third Brother has already captured Zhang Xiaohao and Cheng Qingsu?"
"Yes, Master, Zhang Xiaohao and Cheng Qingsu have been captured and are now held in the Third Young Master’s palace," a black-clad figure knelt across from Zhou Pengfei, covered entirely in black save for his eyes.
"There will be a good show to watch now! Don’t disappoint , Zhang Xiaohao!" Zhou Pengfei sneered coldly.
With a wave of his hand, the black-clad person respectfully retreated.
"Pass on the orders, we are preparing to act!" Zhou Pengfei said.
"Young Master, are we truly not going to participate in the blood sacrifice?" the middle-aged butler asked.
"What do you know? With my status, even if I go to the blood sacrifice, would there be a place for ? Rather than foolishly standing there, watching the benefits go to them! It’s better to seize the opportunity and take a gamble," Zhou Pengfei said aningfully.
"But, Young Master, doing this, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be easy to explain to the Family Head!" the middle-aged butler remarked.
"Don’t worry, we won’t have any trouble, soone will help us handle the aftermath," Zhou Pengfei snickered coldly.
"Young Master, are you referring to those few?"
"Who else but them? In their eyes, I’m just a nail, bitterly hated and eagerly waiting to be eliminated! For such a blood sacrifice feast, they would want their precious sons to gain more benefits," Zhou Pengfei declared.
"I understand, Young Master," the middle-aged butler responded.
"Go and send the orders! While their attention is wholly fixed on the blood sacrifice feast and the defenses of the forbidden area are weak, now is our chance! And this ti, this young master hasn’t co unprepared. Heh heh, forbidden area? I want to see what really is inside..."
Elsewhere.
Zhang Xiaohao, accompanied by Cheng Qingsu, headed towards the sacred ground of the blood sacrifice.
The two disguised themselves as John Sharo, and along the way, they faced not a single obstruction.
By employing Soul Power, Zhang Xiaohao cleverly avoided all the traps around them.
The deeper they ventured, the more astonished Zhang Xiaohao felt.
The vastness of the underground base and its stringent defenses exceeded his expectations.
How had he never heard anything about it before?
Arriving at a huge palace door, Zhang Xiaohao and his companion stopped.
"Open the gate!" Zhang Xiaohao, mimicking John Sharo’s commanding tone, declared proudly.
"To answer the Third Young Master, this palace gate is fingerprint-locked, and I do not have the authority to open it!" explained the black-clad leader guarding the door.
"Hmph! Useless thing." Zhang Xiaohao huffed coldly.
Yet inside, he pondered his next move. As "John Sharo," he could naturally open this palace door.
But now he was an impostor, and he could not afford to delay too long.
If too much ti passed, the other party would surely grow suspicious.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaohao decided to take a risk and give it a try.
If all else failed, he would rely on his formidable strength to burst in, seize the fruits of the blood sacrifice, and flee.
With a flick of his index finger, he squeezed out a drop of blood.
Taking a step forward, Zhang Xiaohao perford the Three Pure Daoist Skill, swiftly etching a simulated array on the palm of his right hand.
He pressed his palm against the transparent slot on the Black Gold Gate.
"Ding! Fingerprint unlocking successful!"
Click!
The electronic voice sounded, and the Black Gold Gate opened.
Zhang Xiaohao, without uttering a word, walked in with Cheng Qingsu.
Following behind, Cheng Qingsu felt a cold sweat, stealthily glanced at the back of her cheap brother-in-law, and muttered to herself, "My sister really struck gold this ti."
Before their eyes.
was a vast blood-red space, with murals of nude won carved on the surrounding walls.
Lifelike, realistically vibrant.
Around the walls, blood grooves crisscrossed, connecting to a blood-red altar in the center of the space, where a palm-sized cocoon resided.
At that mont, the cocoon emitted blood-red lines that intertwined, and an evil, bloody aura continuously seeped out from it.
The over two hundred people who had disappeared from the banquet hall earlier were piled in a corner like animals.
Additionally, there were seven to eight hundred people, all young n and won, predominantly Huaxia females.
They were stacked together like rchandise.
Their carotid arteries had been slashed open with sharp tools, and blood gushed from their bodies into the blood grooves, being absorbed by the "cocoon" on the altar.
Around these "goods," stood individuals wearing masks, each holding a black bag and continuously taking out precious "materials" to throw into the blood grooves.
Furthermore, there was a group of black-clothed guards.
Each emitted an astonishing Evil Qi, with the weakest among them at the Body Tempering Realm’s strength.
Zhang Xiaohao swept the blood-red space with his Soul Power, clearing out its contents in one glance.
Upon realizing that all the Huaxia people in the corner were dead, rage surged in his heart, and boundless killing intent erupted from within!
However, he managed to suppress it.
"These beasts! They deserve to die! How dare they use my Huaxia people as sacrifices, I swear! I will eradicate you completely and kill every one of you!" Zhang Xiaohao roared furiously in his mind.
His brow twitched, sensing the frantic energy of Cheng Qingsu behind him.
He placed his palm on her shoulder, injected a stream of Shennong True Qi into her body, quelling her negative emotions, and shot her a look, signaling her not to act rashly.
"Minion Fried greets Third Young Master!" a middle-aged man said, smiling broadly as he quickly approached.
"What is going on here? Why are there so many people?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"To answer the Third Young Master, these are people we have kidnapped!" Fried explained.
"Were they all kidnapped?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, his face darkening as he spoke.
He recalled an incident when he had just arrived in Country M; had it not been for his imnse strength, he might have been kidnapped by these traffickers.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s stern face, Fried misunderstood, thinking Zhang Xiaohao was worried about kidnapping so many people at once and attracting the attention of other forces.
He hurriedly explained, "Please rest assured, Third Young Master, these people are nobodies relying on a bit of dirty money to co here for tourism. They have no power in their own country! Even if they disappear, no one will notice! Besides, this is Country M—our territory. Not to ntion a dragon, even if a master of the Dragon Team from Huaxia ca, they wouldn’t stand a chance!"
Smack!
Zhang Xiaohao’s expression darkened, and he suddenly slapped the man, knocking him to the ground.
He then rushed forward, punching and kicking, while furiously cursing, "You damn waste, I’ll kill you!"
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