"Hmph, little girl, don’t try to play tricks with me. Where did the Qiankun Pearl on you go? Hand it over obediently, lest you suffer."
"What Qiankun Pearl? I’ve never seen such a thing."
"You don’t remember where the family heirloom entrusted by your ancestors went?" The old man’s voice grew colder and colder.
Family heirloom? Tang Wanwan instinctively touched her neck, realizing that her amulet had disappeared without her knowing!
Seeing Tang Wanwan’s confused expression, the old man felt a little anxious. Normally, he had no chance to get the Qiankun Pearl, and now having painstakingly established a Blood Alliance Contract, he thought he could seize the moment when the Qiankun Pearl lost its effect, only to have this little girl lose it!
"Who are you? Why do you know these things?" Tang Wanwan asked warily. The amulet was indeed a family heirloom of the Tang Family. But what was the Qiankun Pearl?
"You little brat aren’t in a position to question me!" The old man raised his hand, and the glass in front of Tang Wanwan shattered with a sound!
Countless monsters around let out thunder-like roars, and the old man turned, walking through the monsters, leaving Tang Wanwan in the center. The monsters seemed to recognize him, willingly making way while the others surrounded Tang Wanwan.
Tang Wanwan’s face turned pale, realizing these people turning into monsters were probably all the old man’s doing.
Who exactly was this old man?
...
Meanwhile, Yan Bin was on the search for his family under Dong Xiao’s guidance.
"Did you hear that? It sounds like cries for help." Yan Bin stopped in his tracks, looking around.
Dong Xiao obviously heard it too and turned into a nearby corridor, "It’s on this floor."
The two twisted and turned their way to the end of the corridor, originally a fitness center, now with its doors locked tight and filled with thick black fog.
Yan Bin pressed against the glass trying to see inside, only hearing faint cries for help, unable to see any shadows.
Dong Xiao pushed the glass door wrapped in black fog open with his hand, and the black fog seemed somewhat fearful of Dong Xiao, retreating instantaneously. Dong Xiao wouldn’t allow the fog an escape, reaching in and extracting something.
The thing seemed like a small Demon Soldier, with a green horn on its head, limbs like a lizard, and green pupils that looked at Dong Xiao with fear.
Yan Bin was startled, having never seen such a small monster before. He rushed to ask Dong Xiao, "What is this thing, why does it look so horrifying?"
Dong Xiao said, "It’s nothing, just a Demon Soldier. It says there are over a dozen people locked inside, not killed, but prepared for some ritual." With that, red light flashed in his hand, and the Demon Soldier vanished into ashes completely. Dong Xiao looked at the black fog inside, it seemed like a monstrous mouth waiting quietly for its prey.
"Bang bang bang!" From a distance came the sound of someone banging violently on the glass door.
Yan Bin hurriedly followed Dong Xiao over, only to find the person was his uncle! Blood flowed from his forehead, his clothes were torn, and his slicked-back hair was in disarray.
Upon realizing it was Yan Bin and a strange man, his uncle’s eyes burned with hope, shouting repeatedly, "Little Bin! Little Bin!"
"Uncle?" Yan Bin exclaimed in surprise, unexpectedly encountering a family member here. But then he thought, these strange happenings could be tricks, so he dared not act rashly and instead looked to Dong Xiao for guidance.
Dong Xiao nodded, and the two walked toward his uncle, again driving away the Demon Soldier holding the door. Inside, more than a dozen people, fifteen in total, were indeed all members of the Yan Family.
Who locked them all together?