When Yang Zhentian said this, the scene of that night couldn't help but appear in front of him again.

"At that time, on the cemetery behind Kongming Mountain, tens of thousands of rotting corpses were piled up into mountains of corpses.

Our group only hoped to find a relatively well-preserved corpse in order to find some clues about the young master.

But when we turned over the corpses, we were shocked to find that the piles of corpses were all extremely rotten.

Some of the corpses became like mush, and if you touched them at the slightest touch, the skin would burst and pus, and the thick black blood would come out so foul that it would be impossible to get close to it. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Zhentian seemed to remember the extremely fishy smell that night, and couldn't help frowning before continuing

"This abnormal decomposition of the corpse caught the attention of the landlord, and upon further inspection, we finally found some clues on a corpse that had not yet completely decomposed.

It turned out that there were countless red blood strands as thick as hair wrapped around the corpse!

And after following those bloodlines, we finally found the charred black chrysalis that wrapped around you!"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhentian couldn't help but look at the blood-clothed cultivator in front of him again before continuing:

"On the twelfth night of the Dawn, we were able to find you at that time because of these scarlet blood streaks that spread from the flesh chrysalis.

These blood streaks can not only draw blood from the corpse that has not completely decomposed and transport it to the blood chrysalis you are in, but also inject some extremely foul-smelling necrotic black blood from the blood chrysalis back into the original corpse. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Zhentian seemed to suddenly think of something, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, and then he pretended not to care and said

"I've never seen this peculiar bloodshot before, but not long ago, I received a sealed tin box. That iron box was sent back through a secret line by the spies planted by our sect in Qingzhou.

In that iron box, there were a few strands of burnt black blood!

According to the spies' reply, these strands of scorched black blood came from the Hopeless Frost City in the Frost City, and they were the remnants of the blood condensation killing array placed by Murong Ping, the former city lord of the Frost City, who had secretly practiced the Blood Transformation Demon Skill!!"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhentian instinctively swept the blood-clothed cultivator in front of him with the afterglow of his eyes, and continued:

"When I saw those scorched black blood streaks for the first time, I immediately remembered the scorched black blood chrysalis that wrapped you back then.

So, at the first time, I went to the secret room and handed over the iron box to the landlord to check. ”

Hearing this, the blood-clothed cultivator seemed to understand something, and muttered:

"No wonder, on that day, Le Kongming would suddenly conduct a full body examination on me after seeing the tin box you handed him.

At the time, I thought something was wrong with me, but I didn't expect it to be because of these few strands of clotted blood. ”

Listening to the blood-clothed cultivator's muttering, Yang Zhentian was like being electrocuted!

"You... Do you remember what happened in the secret room!!

You were aware of it before you entered the battle!!

But.. But how is this possible!!

On that day, after seeing the blood coagulation, the landlord had obviously confirmed the God Devouring Gu in your brain again!

The landlord obviously said that there is no consciousness in your Shenhai at all, and there is no abnormality!

With your foundation-building cultivation, how could you resist the devouring spirit of the Devouring God Gu! How could you escape the landlord's personal investigation!

That's impossible!

It can't be !!."

Under the excessive excitement, Yang Zhentian could no longer care about the internal breath that had just been straightened out, and under the agitation of his heart, his blood and qi surged again.

I only heard a pop, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Yang Zhentian's mouth like red rain spilling from the sky!

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