Xue Ying stood on the street that had just been burned by the flames, looking at the huge pit that had suddenly appeared in front of her, her face pale.
On the ground beside her, there were still many unextinguished flames still burning. The inside of the pit was even more turbulent, even the air was a blur, and traces of scorched black could be seen everywhere. As for that tavern, it had completely disappeared from this world.
Including the people inside.
But was it all of them?
Xue Ying stared at the depths of the pit. In the scorched black soil that had been burned by the flames, there were cracks and crisscrossing cracks. There were many places where hard stones that were buried deep underground could be seen. It looked like the corners of a huge building.
Xue Ying suddenly clenched her hands, shocked.
… …
The screams and shouts on the streets were still incessant, but the situation was much better than when the explosion had just occurred. Xue Ying attached great importance to the Devil Cult's strange movements this time, and had arranged a large number of Fuyunji's men on this long street. She had originally thought that if the Devil Cult's most mysterious Ghost Elder revealed any traces, Fuyunji would launch a large scale attack, and capture this great demon who had been hiding and on the run for decades in one fell swoop.
Of course, this idea had now become a pipe dream, but another unexpected benefit was that Fuyunji had many people here, and their efficiency in providing aid became extremely high. Such a violent and sudden explosion, and that incomparably ferocious and obviously strange flame, after the fiercest momentum had passed, the situation was quickly controlled.
Many of the injured were quickly put out of the flames on their bodies, and pulled to a safe place. Many of the houses that had been on fire were intercepted, put out, and even directly pushed down. In a very short time, an isolation zone was quickly cleared around the area of the explosion, and thus prevented the possibility of the fire spreading. So even though the situation at the center of the explosion was terrible, the surrounding situation quickly calmed down.
After a while, the man who had been next to Xue Ying in the teahouse walked over, his expression solemn. He stood behind Xue Ying and said in a low voice, "Hall Master."
Xue Ying did not turn around, and only asked in a low voice, "How is the situation?"
The man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Of the brothers outside the Three Li Xiang Tavern, including those on the street and in the neighboring houses, fourteen are dead, and nearly thirty are severely injured." At this point, he paused and seemed to subconsciously lick his lips with his tongue, as if he felt some bitterness in his mouth. He said in a low voice, "There were eleven people who entered the tavern, and now they are all gone."
They were all gone …
Xue Ying's pupils contracted slightly. Even though this sentence was a little tactful, the meaning behind it was very clear. Eleven living people had entered the tavern and then exploded, disappearing … This was a true death without a complete corpse. Perhaps their bodies had been smashed into pieces.
Xue Ying lowered her head slightly and looked at the ground under her feet. Not far away from her was the edge of the huge pit. Amidst the scorched black ground, she could still vaguely see the frightening blood-red color in the soil. Everything was mixed together.
"What about the people from the Devil Cult?" Xue Ying took a deep breath and asked again.
The man said, "From the beginning to the end, only Fan Tui entered the tavern. The others did not notice anything out of the ordinary, and we can't find him now. Perhaps he was also in the tavern just now …"
"Impossible!" Xue Ying suddenly interrupted him. Her pale face was filled with extreme anger. She said in a cold voice, "Fan Tui is the leader of the Western Continent's Devil Cult. The Devil Cult will not abandon him so easily. This person must have escaped."
The man was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock, "But we surrounded the area just now. Even a bird could not fly out. That's impossible …"
Xue Ying was about to speak when she suddenly sensed something. She abruptly raised her head and looked toward the sky.
The sky, which had been shrouded by billowing black smoke not long ago, became clear in the blink of an eye. A light breeze blew, but four clouds floated over and floated in the sky above this region.
Sunlight shone down, but it seemed to be unable to shine into the depths of those clouds. Xue Ying's body suddenly trembled. The last bit of color on her face seemed to have disappeared, and she even instinctively held her breath.
An aura that was as powerful as a tsunami slowly spread down from the sky. It did not hurt anyone, but it made one's heart beat faster and they felt reverence. Very quickly, many people in the surroundings also noticed the sudden abnormality in the sky. They all raised their heads to look.
A moment later, a cloud suddenly floated down and landed on the ground. Not long after, the strong wind blew away the cloud, revealing an abnormally tall and sturdy body and a face that was not angry but dignified. The sunlight shone on his shiny bald head, reflecting a ray of light.
"Whoosh …"
Smoke and dust billowed, and the commotion calmed down. True Lord Tian Lan landed on the side of the large pit not far away from Xue Ying. Many of the Fuyunji experts in the distance, including those who were lightly injured, knelt down and paid their respects.
True Lord Tian Lan did not turn back. He merely waved his hand toward the people behind him. Thus, the crowd stood up once again, including the man beside Xue Ying. The entire street was silent at this moment. There was only the occasional sound of the firewood cracking when the remaining flames burned. Many people's gazes fell on the abnormally petite and fragile figure standing beside True Lord Tian Lan's burly body.
The silence in the air was so stifling that it was hard to breathe.
Ever since he landed, True Lord Tian Lan had been looking at the bottom of the large pit. He did not even glance at Xue Ying who was standing beside him. Xue Ying's hands were clenched into fists. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Then, she slowly lowered her head and said softly, "It's all my fault. Please punish me, True Lord."
True Lord Tian Lan did not reply. He frowned slightly as he looked at the charred marks at the bottom of the large pit and the bluestone brick walls exposed in the soil. He seemed to be deep in thought. Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The three clouds in the sky were still there. The enormous and heavy pressure seemed to be everywhere. When the wind blew, he seemed to be able to see the mocking sneers and unfathomable gazes in the sky.
After a while, the three clouds slowly rose and then disappeared without a trace.
True Lord Tian Lan was silent for a while. Then, he asked, "What are the casualties?"
Xue Ying reported the number she had just learned with a slightly trembling voice. She did not dare to omit a single person.
After hearing the heavy casualty figures, True Lord Tian Lan's expression seemed to become even more unsightly. Under the suppression of his enormous aura, everyone held their breath as if they were afraid of the thunderous might of heaven.
However, the expected rage did not appear. In the end, True Lord Tian Lan only said in a slightly low voice, "There are two things I want you to do immediately. First, seal off the entire street, search every house carefully, don't leave any gaps, anyone who is related to the Devil Cult, capture them. "
Xue Ying lowered her head and said, "Yes."
True Lord Tian Lan pointed at the area at the bottom of the large pit. His eyes flickered. "Send people down immediately to dig up the soil and expose the bluestone and brick walls. If it's ruins, see if there are secret passages. Those demons might have escaped through here! "
At the end, his expression finally became somewhat unsightly.
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