When Xie Qi finally found Mu Ze and the others, the sight before him filled him with burning rage. Several Elders were bound tightly to pillars with massive iron chains as thick as a child's arm.
Every single one of them was covered in severe wounds and stained with blood, and those shocking gashes were still continuously seeping blood.
The crimson blood flowing from their bodies dripped down to the ground one drop after another, meandering along the intricate patterns of the formation and slowly converging toward the center of the eight pillars.
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