This strange scene completely stunned Yan Xiaohu.
In the water, seeing soone writing with water, and he could actually see it, you tell if that’s impressive or not.
[Good work, deserved a reward, teach next ti!]
Yan Xiaohu quickly wrote on his Identity Token.
Zhou Qing could only nod.
Brother, actually there’s no need to go through so much trouble, we’re so close we can just transmit sound, no one will notice.
Then, the two of them descended bit by bit. To their surprise, the pond which looked small on the surface, turned out to be so deep inside.
After nearly half an incense stick of ti, Zhou Qing suddenly pointed to a bright spot ahead, and the two imdiately beca alert.
Yan Xiaohu was about to write, but Zhou Qing wrote with water [No restriction, rest assured].
Now he was the king of this water, he could clearly sense if anything was hidden.
Then, he closed his eyes and used the water as his eyes to look inside.
He was shocked to find that there was a cave at the bottom, and the space was very large. Not far beside it, a few disciples of the Cangyan Daoist Palace were sitting together, eating and drinking, talking about sothing, occasionally laughing lewdly.
Zhou Qing opened his eyes, the flowing water forming words in front of Yan.
[I’ll go up first!]
After saying this, he silently slipped in, appearing from the other side, and the few guards didn’t seem to notice him at all.
Until Zhou Qing climbed up, quickly passed with a broken sword.
The few people died with puzzled faces looking at Zhou Qing, not knowing when this person appeared. There were so many of them, but they didn’t notice a thing.
Zhou Qing quickly moved the bodies to another place to hide them, and then pressed one hand on the water surface.
Soon, Yan Xiaohu climbed out.
He first looked around cautiously, slling a faint scent of blood.
"I say, you’re pretty good with the water, what about the bodies?" Yan Xiaohu asked.
Zhou Qing pointed to a dark corner not far away.
Yan Xiaohu quickly went over and rummaged through the bodies.
Then he ca back with several storage bags, whispering, "You’re really floating now, not even taking money, little by little it adds up."
Zhou Qing nodded helplessly, indicating that he wouldn’t do it next ti. In that situation earlier, who had the mind to care about these external things?
After tidying up everything, the two of them silently advanced close to the stone wall.
Before long, eerie screams suddenly ca from ahead, and the two imdiately beca alert, cautiously approaching.
When they saw the miserable scene in front of them, they couldn’t help but gasp.
Even the old hen in Zhou Qing’s arms seed to feel the ominous atmosphere, shrinking its head abruptly.
They saw ten iron cages standing ominously, each cage holding no less than thirty people.
These people all emitted the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm, but at this mont, their eyes were hollow, their faces dull, as if their souls had been searched countless tis, leaving only a foolish shell.
Looking at their chests and abdons, there were criss-crossing hideous scars, shocking to the eye.
This made the two of them think of the scene inside the humanoid puppet from before.
Zhou Qing had already identified earlier that these people were secretly captured cultivators used to refine humanoid puppets.
It seed that arrays had already been implanted inside them, and when the ti ca, these people would be more flexible and combat-effective than ordinary puppets.
At the sa ti, on the iron fras on the other side, dozens of people were hung high like sacrificial lambs. They were being cruelly gutted, with red blood and white viscera being wantonly harvested. So people were frantically stuffing unknown things into their abdominal cavities.
The screams worse than death were coming out from their mouths pitifully.
Those disciples of the Cangyan Daoist Palace in red robes were working with orderly precision, gutting, implanting arrays, rudely suturing, nourishing with potions...
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