When he discovered that all these dead sheep might be transformed humans, he was utterly shocked.
But after the shock, new questions surfaced in Li Huowang's mind.
"What exactly are they worshipping? Just who are they?" These two questions incessantly circled in Li Huowang's mind.
He now felt it essential to clarify these two issues, for if such an evil cult still lurked within the depths of the cave, then he needed to consider whether he should continue venturing further.
Risking for Black Taishui was one thing, but it was not worth courting death.
Upon hearing this, Sun Baolu spoke up, "Brother Li, this isn't right. Look at the way these sheep, cattle and pig heads are placed on the dishes; they are placed upside down. These offerings are for the dead sheep."
"They're not worshipping... gods? But they are worshipping these sheep?"
Li Huowang, with furrowed brows, stood aside, his gaze shifting back and forth between the offerings and the dead sheep.
