In the large hall, the sea of blood was extremely thick and the nauseating smell of blood filled every corner of the hall, causing everyone's expression to change.
"This is..."
Zhan Wushuang's eyes were wide open, and his voice was filled with bewilderment.
"This is something I encountered by chance after leaving Lanjiang city. It's located in an unremarkable mountain village in the desolate north. An entire village of people was slaughtered, and these... It's their blood!"
Gu Xi waved his hand again, and the light screen changed again. Five figures covered in blood-red robes appeared in everyone's sight, "The people who can do such a tragic thing... I don't think I need to say more, right?"
The entire meeting hall was silent.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the few figures on the light screen. Although it was only an image, it made everyone present feel a sense of fear.
