Di Yibai opened his mouth in a silent gasp, his expression one of shock.
"I'm certain, he is Ye Tianli, I remember his voice, and when he came in he wasn't even wearing a direct disciple's robe," Di Yibai emphasized with a voice transmission.
Lu Xingyan observed the disciples as they dragged the bloodied person out but didn't immediately engage in conversation.
These people forcibly stuffed Yin Mountain Spirit Jade into the bloodied person's mouth, forcing them to swallow before tossing them next to the Blood Pool with black bubbles and floating bones.
Once the bloodied person entered the Black Pool, they exploded like water poured into boiling oil.
The black pool water corroded their flesh and in just a few breaths, only skeletons remained, and souls screaming with red eyes crawled out of the pool, attacking the disciples closest to the edge.
A flute sound arose from the edge of the Blood Pool.
Ye Tianli played on a black flute, without a hint of spiritual power fluctuation.
