Luo Xiaoxiao seemed unfamiliar with such a scene. She covered her nose with her right hand, clearly uncomfortable with the pungent smell of blood.
This place couldn't even be considered a village.
Just a temporary shack.
"Master, I brought back a lot of people again.
The national highway was busier than usual today," a young man shouted loudly.
The door of the room opened, and an elder in a Daoist robe slowly emerged.
"Good, very good. Just a few thousand more people, and I can at least step into the Immortal Cultivator realm." Gao Liang looked at the over five hundred people his disciple brought back and was quite pleased.
"Come, come...this way, this way..." The young man shook the bell, pointing loudly to a large pool straight ahead.
"All jump in."
This pool was over five hundred square meters filled with blood and corpses.
It was used by Gao Liang for refining evil techniques.
Gao Liang practiced genuine evil techniques.
Training through killing.
