"Blood Robed Man?"
Chu Chen tiptoed, his eyes wide open, as his gaze floated over Chu Xin's head, finally catching sight of the scene ahead.
They were in a larger blood-colored cave where shallow openings dotted the bloody stone walls surrounding the cave. At these openings sat cultivators cloaked in blood robes, their eyes tightly shut as strands of blood-colored energy rose from the flowing scarlet liquid beneath the ground and entered their bodies. Clearly, these Blood Robed Men were in the midst of cultivation.
"They are like the Blood Robed Men in Lang City, but their aura seems weaker," Chu Chen blinked his large eyes and asked in confusion, "Sis, there are so many Blood Robed Men here, did we accidentally run into their home?"
"We probably did."
Chu Xin nodded and then put her snow-white finger to her lips, whispering in a lower voice, "Keep it down, little brother, don't let them hear us."