Seeing her losing consciousness, Noah waved his hand and used his qi to bring Ah Shi's body towards him and turned around to look back to the front.
They were standing in the middle of a dimly lit room. The makeshift walls were made of sand and clay.
There was nothing in the room beside a platform, not just any platform but an altar. The altar was drenched in blood and lit with blood-red flames at five different corners.
In the center there were 13 bodies lying one over the other, forming a small heap. The bodies belonged to men, women, children, and old people alike.
All of them had their throats slit and their eyes hollowed out.
And all of them had a look of horror on their faces.
The magistrate slowly stepped forward from behind, walking right past Noah and Xin Yan.
"Yu'er…" His voice choked; he wanted to rush forward, but Noah used his power to stop him.
"If you step on the altar, you will die instantly." He warned with a somber tone.
