Chu Yinghong and Dongfang Qingqi went back to the cave several times later but found nothing.
The cave did not lead to other places as they had thought. Half an hour's walk took them to its end. They searched carefully, examining every branch of the cave, yet they couldn't find even a single feather of the Gu Diao.
Only in the branch where Xuanji and the others had hidden, there was a large patch of dried black blood on the ground, silent and eerie, as if it were telling a shocking, earth-shattering secret.
Dongfang Qingqi searched nearby for a long time, "There seems to be no trace of escape," he said, then walked over to Chu Yinghong and crouched beside her to quietly observe the pool of blood.
"Look at this," said Chu Yinghong, who had been quiet until now, pointing at the bloodstain, "What could have happened to make this demon bleed so much?"
He thought for a moment, "You and I each stabbed it once, perhaps it bled from those wounds."
