Seeing Fan Qianrong and Shen Tingyu had no reaction.
Ye Chenfeng didn't say much, but the nerves in his mind were even more tense. Who exactly did this voice in his mind belong to?
The formations on the back mountain of the Blood Origin Sect were broken one after another by Fan Qianrong. Sometimes encountering formations difficult to break, Ye Chenfeng would say a few seemingly meaningless words on the side, yet each time Fan Qianrong would suddenly see the light.
Fan Qianrong and Shen Tingyu did not suspect these were intentional hints from Ye Chenfeng.
After breaking through layers of formations, they finally arrived at the entrance of a cave, from which bursts of blood scent wafted out, causing Fan Qianrong to frown: "You two follow closely behind me."
It seems indeed that something is hidden within the Blood Origin Sect? At this moment, out of curiosity, Fan Qianrong also gained some interest in this place.
