The Magician of Cultivation

"I'm not sure yet," Gu Jin frowned, "But I've seen this pattern before. It seems to be the emblem of the Blood Rose Mercenary Group."

"But the Blood Rose Mercenary Group has disappeared for nearly three thousand years. If it were them, their bodies would have long since turned to bones."

Kuching shook his head as he spoke, and this was obviously why he was not sure.

"Blood Rose Mercenary Group?" Li Yu repeated subconsciously.

"Yes, it's the Blood Rose Mercenary Group. I've seen this pattern before."

After hearing what Gu Jin said, Cai Liangyu suddenly remembered the introduction he had read before, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. "I was wondering why this pattern looks so familiar. It turns out to be the Blood Rose Mercenary Group."

"Yes! It seems that this is the only force with a rose as its emblem." Gu Jin said to himself.

"Brother Gu, is the Blood Rose Mercenary Group a mercenary group from Xueyan Country? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Li Yu looked at Kuching and asked puzzledly.

Not only him, Li Qingfeng and Song Chonglou also looked towards Kuching in confusion.

Gu Jin thought for a moment, then explained in a low voice, "Mr. Li, the Blood Rose Mercenary Group ranks among the top three in Xueyan Country's history. However, this mercenary group was established not too long ago and disappeared very quickly. It is understandable that you didn't know about it."

A smile appeared on his face. "However, the leader of the Blood Rose Mercenary Group is very famous in Xueyan Country. His surname is Liu and his given name is Han Feng. Like Tan Lang of the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group, he is also at the peak level of Grand Martial Master."

"What? Are you talking about Liu Hanfeng, the one who is known as the best person below the Martial King?"

Li Qingfeng cried out in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"No," Song Chonglou shook his head, his handsome face full of admiration.

"Although Tan Lang is also my idol, to be honest, he is not as good as Liu Hanfeng."

"Brother Song, have you also heard of the mercenary leader?" Li Yu turned his head and asked.

Song Chonglou nodded, his eyes fanatically saying, "Liu Hanfeng is 100% capable of entering the Martial King realm. He is recognized by Xueyan Nation as the strongest person in history."

"Tan Lang is just a martial arts fanatic who has no sense of identity with the kingdom. He acts entirely based on his personal preferences, and the Xueyan Kingdom officials have no control over him at all. This person's mind is hard to predict, and the same is true for the Greedy Wolf Mercenaries."

Cai Liangyu also nodded and agreed:

"Yes, Liu Hanfeng was born into a military family. He was influenced by his family elders since he was young and has deep feelings for the kingdom and the people."

"He used to work in the kingdom's military department. After he got married, he and his wife formed a mercenary group. I heard that the kingdom was invaded by foreign enemies several times, and he personally led the fight. He is a well-deserved hero for the country and the nation."

Kuching was also quite excited and praised:

"Liu Hanfeng is highly respected in Xueyan Country, and the Blood Rose Mercenary Group is even more disciplined. They usually do things for justice. It can be said that this is a mercenary group with firm beliefs."

"This is something that the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group led by Tan Lang cannot even begin to achieve."

Except for Li Qingfeng who looked confused, the three middle-aged men who were at the peak of martial arts all had respectful looks on their faces.

"A mercenary group with faith," Li Yu whispered these words.

He looked towards the dark palace again, his heart full of respect.

A person who lived three thousand years ago can still inspire awe when mentioned today. How outstanding must he have been back then?

But what kind of power can keep the extremely powerful Blood Rose Mercenary Group here?

Did Liu Hanfeng, the strongest man of Xueyan Country, also die in this hall?

What secrets are hidden in this palace?

Everyone looked solemn, obviously realizing this.

"Li Yu, you just said that they were not killed by anyone?"

Cai Liangyu remembered what he had said before and asked in confusion.

"Yeah," Li Yu's face was still a little pale, "There are obvious bite and claw marks in many places on the body."

"The wounds are similar in size, so they must have been injured by the same monster."

"The deceased had lost a lot of blood and had been abused before death. This was not a massacre, but...torture."

"That monster could have been killed with one strike, but it didn't do so."

"It kept causing damage. Almost every corpse had wounds of varying degrees and numbers. Some had four or five wounds, and some had thirty or forty wounds."

"It can be concluded that this demon beast is extremely cruel and bloodthirsty. Moreover, it has a very high intelligence..."

Li Yu softly described the situation in the hall, and a disgusting scene of hell appeared in front of the four people.

Countless broken limbs and arms, bright red blood mixed with light green corpse water, soaked the floor of the hall, making it look colorful.

The rotten and dilapidated corpse was covered with bite marks of varying sizes.

The members of the mercenary group had their entire faces torn off or half of their heads eaten clean, and were thrown to the ground at random.

Everyone suffers great pain before they die.

Their eyes were bulging, their pupils were dilated, and their expressions were filled with fear and despair.

"Damn it," Li Qingfeng cursed.

He shook his head, as if trying to dispel the image in his mind.

Several people looked unhappy and looked at each other.

Whatever that thing was, they would have to face it next.

"We have no choice. If we move forward, we may have a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, we will be trapped here and die sooner or later," Song Chonglou looked up into the hall with a firm voice.

The hall was as dark as ink, as if an ancient giant beast was lurking there, opening its bloody mouth and waiting for them to fall into its trap.

"Let's go. Even if we die, as long as the brothers on the airship are still alive, it's worth it...isn't it?"

Cai Liangyu's eyes were determined and his fighting spirit was high.

"Haha, I've lived for over a hundred years, that's enough."

An ochre-yellow light flowed on Li Qingfeng's body, and explosive power continued to overflow from his swollen muscles.

His eyes are calm and free and easy, and he is not afraid even when facing death.

"The young master asked me to follow Master Li. And..." Gu Jin turned his head and looked in the direction of the airship, "I want to fight to the death for the young master and my brother."

He is used to being taciturn, but his eyes are extremely determined.

"I am already a dead man, so why should I be afraid of death?"

Li Yu smiled casually, "I just don't know if the Blood Rose Mercenary Group accidentally entered this place like us, or..."

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the airship again. There were the people they cared about, be they comrades, tribesmen, or brothers.

Those are the people they are willing to protect with their lives.

The five of them turned around and walked resolutely into the palace.

After they entered, the palace door mysteriously closed again.