C252 Hematochezia (1/2)

It was as if this huge brazier was the true god these people truly believed in.

Directly across from this huge brazier was a high platform similar to an ancient altar. A wooden chair carved with a golden dragon was placed in the middle of the dais, and on top of the chair was a black robed person whose appearance could not be seen clearly. His entire body was hidden in that black robe, hidden in the darkness, and it seemed like even the blazing flames in the brazier could not illuminate him.

”Leader, I have an emergency to report to you!”

At this moment, a man hurriedly ran in from outside. His expression was one of panic, and even fear.

”What happened? Why are you in such a panic? ”

The voice of the black-robed man seemed to come from the highest of the heavens, but it also seemed as if the voice was only inches away.

The man who had just arrived knelt down respectfully under the Golden Dragon Wood chair, bowed to the man dressed in black, and said: ”Go back and report, Old and Old are dead!”

”What?!”

When the black-robed man heard this, he suddenly stood up from his wooden chair, and a terrifying aura instantly erupted from his body. Even the raging flames in that huge brazier were instantly suppressed by him.

The voice of the man in black was extremely shrill and ear-piercing. If a normal person were to hear it, their eardrums would be damaged.

When the crowd below the high platform heard this, they also looked at the man who had just arrived in shock.

The strength of both Old and Old were enough to be ranked in the top ten within the organization. If the two of them attacked together, their strength would probably reach the top three within the organization, and only the leader and head protector of the organization would be able to win against the two of them. How could the two of them die?

”What the hell is going on?”

The black-robed man's voice had turned low and hoarse once more. It was impossible to tell his age, nor could he tell his gender.

The man who had just arrived did not dare to hide anything. He swallowed his saliva and said, ”Yes …” It was Ye Mietian who killed Old and Old!

”Hua!”

When the man said those words, the crowd below the stage burst into an uproar. Even their leader, the man in black robes, was stunned.

”Undefeated …” ”Martial Immortal?”

The black-robed man muttered to himself as he sat back down on the wooden chair.

Everyone below the high platform looked at each other in dismay, their hearts filled with shock.

The name ”Undefeated War God Ye Mietian” had already spread throughout the entire China. In just a few short days, he swept through all the Immortal Cultivation Realm of Huaxia and was the first of the China's Immortal Cultivation Combat Force List, suppressing the ”Long Gang” few people in the capital.

Even if their entire organization's people were overseas, they would still have heard of the name ”Undefeated War God” like the clap of thunder. If Old and Old were to die by this person's hands, their organization's people would have no doubts about that.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the black-robed man on the stage. This black-robed man was the leader of their group. Everyone was waiting for his final decision.

However, no one believed that the leader of the organization would immediately head to China to seek revenge. After all, the Undefeated War God's power to cultivate was unrivalled, even if all of them had full confidence in their leader, they did not believe that their leader could contend against Ye Mietian.

The black-robed man remained silent for a long time. Then, he waved his hand, signaling the man who had sent the message to step down.

The man obediently listened to the leader's orders and retreated, not daring to pursue the matter any further. Only the black-robed man was still sitting on the wooden chair, silent for a long time.

”Ye Mietian?”

The man in black robes suddenly clenched his fists tightly and let out a crisp ”ka ka ka” sound.

”Killing the core members of my Hematochezia, such a deep grudge, I will never forget!” The black-robed man muttered to himself, ”When the supreme ancestor returns, help me cultivate the Hematochezia and the Blood Demon Art, I will definitely make you, Ye Mietian, die a graveless death.”