The dicine garden, the square, and other places did not have a single soul in sight, as if everyone in dical King Valley had vanished.
This made Yin Changli feel sowhat terrified.
And as the sunset gradually descended, the entire dical King Valley was enveloped in darkness, without a spark of light to be seen, only the sound of the wind screaming eerily.
The vast dical King Valley didn’t have a single living thing.
How could this be possible?
What on earth had happened?
At this mont, Yin Changli felt a chill all over his body, as if he were dreaming back to the Cold Temple of Spires.
"Is anyone there?"
Yin Changli summoned his courage and shouted loudly.
The voice penetrated far, but what responded to Yin Changli was still the silence of death.
"There must be soone on dicine King Peak, the Valley Master must be there!"
Yin Changli quickly hurried towards dicine King Peak at this ti.
At this point, regardless of who, just seeing soone would make Yin Changli feel sowhat comfortable.
Even if it was the person he usually hated the most.
Yin Changli lit a torch, then stumbled all the way to the foot of dicine King Peak.
When he saw that dicine King Peak was also pitch black, his heart instantly sank halfway.
Could it be that there’s no one even on dicine King Peak?
Not even the Valley Master?
Looking at the stairway mountain path, Yin Changli hesitated whether to go up and see or to turn around and leave the sect imdiately.
Yin Changli found himself caught in a dilemma.
"Damn it, afraid of a ghost!" After deliberating for a while, Yin Changli slapped his thigh with his palm, and then lifted his foot to head up the mountain.
The mountain path was extraordinarily silent, the wind blew, and the fla on the torch hissed.
dicine King Peak wasn’t very high, usually, it would take just a quarter of an hour to reach the top, but this ti Yin Changli walked for nearly an hour.
Along the way, all the cave dwellings were still empty.
At the summit of dicine King Peak, darkness surrounded him.
Still not a single soul in sight.
When Yin Changli intended to look around, who would have thought, after taking just a few steps, he was tripped up and nearly fell.
"What thing!"
When Yin Changli turned his torch to illuminate the spot, his face turned ashen!
On the ground lay a corpse.
"Seventh Elder..."
It was the corpse of the Seventh Elder of dical King Valley. At this mont, the Seventh Elder’s face showed fear as he lay on the ground, his palm continuously reaching forward as if attempting desperately to crawl away, but ultimately failing and dying here.
Yin Changli sat on the ground with his face full of horror, he could see that the Seventh Elder seed to have seen sothing extrely terrifying just before his death.
The Seventh Elder possessed the Innate Perfection realm; what on earth happened in dical King Valley that a strong figure like the Seventh Elder died here, and there were no signs of injury on his body?
He seed to have inexplicably died.
"What’s going on, what on earth is going on."
At this mont, Yin Changli couldn’t help but have a terrifying thought.
The whole dical King Valley had no sign of anyone; could it be that everyone was dead?
Yin Changli shakily raised the torch in his hand, using the faint light to look into the distance, but he did not see any more corpses on dicine King Peak, which slightly cald his mood, though he dared not lower his guard.
Just as Yin Changli wanted to get up, he suddenly felt a shadow behind him.
"Who!"
Yin Changli, without any hesitation, directly drew his sword.
He knew a slight hesitation could easily lead to his death.
Yin Changli’s sword strike was fast, with a unique flair.
Yet unfortunately, this sword strike, though good, was easily caught by the opponent between two fingers, leaving Yin Changli shocked.
His sword was easily stopped by the opponent.
Dood!
Why did his curiosity have to be so strong?
He should have left dical King Valley earlier and run outside; perhaps he wouldn’t be dying here now.
This person before him must be the murderer of the Seventh Elder!
"Master, farewell."
Yin Changli slowly closed his eyes and also released his grip on the sword.
"Abandoning your sword?"
The voice sounded sowhat familiar to Yin Changli.
Only then did Yin Changli slowly open his eyes, using the firelight to finally see who the newcor was clearly.
"Mr. Changqing!"
Upon seeing Li Changqing, Yin Changli burst into tears.
To see a living person in dical King Valley was truly wonderful, especially that this living person was the one Yin Changli respected the most.
With Li Changqing present, Yin Changli felt an unprecedented sense of security!
"Mr. Changqing, why are you here?"
Yin Changli asked with tears, almost like a child who had found his father.
"I ca to fetch you, Mu Qingge is at my place, she was worried about you and sent to find you." Li Changqing finished, looked around, and then said, "But how did dical King Valley beco like this? A day ago it wasn’t like this; how co not a single person can be found now."
"I don’t know either, it was already like this when I got out tonight."
"I found the Seventh Elder’s corpse here, but the Seventh Elder’s corpse is quite strange, there are no external injuries, but there are no signs of life either." Yin Changli pointed to the Seventh Elder’s corpse on the ground.
Li Changqing leaned in to take a look; the Seventh Elder died indeed under strange circumstances.
Li Changqing extended his hand using Divine Soul to probe within, discovering that the internal organs were intact, and there were no signs of poisoning.
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