Chapter 1715: Chapter 845: Searching for the Curse
They opened the secret door and walked in; the door immediately closed behind them, and the chamber returned to silence.
After Mo Han and the others left, he emerged from the corner, his eyes glinting with thoughtful light.
"It seems there’s indeed some secret hidden here, and it’s related to the ultimate secret of the Blood Ghost Sect," Mo Han muttered to himself. "I need to take a look; maybe I can find some clues."
He walked to the secret door, gently pushed it open, and slipped inside.
Behind the secret door, there was a long corridor. On both sides of the corridor were dim oil lamps, emitting faint light. The atmosphere was eerie and terrifying, as if it led to the entrance of Hell.
Mo Han cautiously walked forward along the corridor, each step taken with extreme care.
Before long, he arrived at a huge prison cell, a place a hundred times more sinister and horrifying than the torture room outside.
Inside the cell was a disheveled person, chained by thick iron chains, covered in scars, blood-stained, weakly gasping, looking as if he could die any moment.
"Who are you?" Mo Han asked sternly, looking at the person, filled with vigilance.
The person slowly raised his head, glanced at Mo Han, his gaze murky, speechless, seemingly having lost the strength to speak.
"I’m here to save you." Seeing this, Mo Han hurriedly said, "Tell me, what happened here? Why did the Blood Ghost Sect capture you?"
The person looked at Mo Han, a complex light flashed in his eyes, but remained silent, as if there was something unspeakable.
"Speak!" Mo Han urged, his voice inadvertently rising, "Tell me, what is the ultimate secret of the Blood Ghost Sect? What does it have to do with the Imperial Palace of the Tianyuan Empire?"
"Ultimate secret..." Hearing these words, the person trembled all over, lips quivering, seeming to want to say something, "The ultimate secret... is... right..."
Before he could finish, he suddenly spat blood, his body convulsing violently, his eyes quickly lost focus, and his vitality rapidly diminished.
"Hey! What’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me!" Mo Han exclaimed in shock, rushing forward to check, trying to save him.
However, the person had already died, his body quickly turning cold, completely losing the breath of life.
"What... what on earth happened?" Mo Han stared at the corpse, eyes full of confusion and shock, unable to calm his mind.
He did not know why this person suddenly died, nor did he know what the ultimate secret he mentioned was, let alone what it had to do with the Imperial Palace of the Tianyuan Empire.
Mo Han carefully searched around the prison cell but found no valuable clues, as if everything disappeared with the person’s death.
"It seems I’ll have to leave here first and make a plan later." Mo Han sighed, filled with helplessness.
He retraced his steps, left the secret chamber, and found his uncle Mo Han.
"Uncle, did you discover anything over there?" Mo Han asked, hoping his uncle had made some findings.
"Nothing." Uncle Mo Han shook his head, looking serious, "And you? Did you find anything?"
Mo Han told his uncle everything he discovered in the secret chamber, without holding anything back.
"What?" Uncle Mo Han was taken aback after hearing, "The ultimate secret of the Blood Ghost Sect is actually in the Imperial Palace of the Tianyuan Empire? How is that possible?"
"Yes." Mo Han nodded, his expression heavy, "Also, I discovered an important person who seemed to know the ultimate secret of the Blood Ghost Sect but suddenly died, dying in a very peculiar way."
"Died?" Uncle Mo Han froze, "How did he die? Could it be he was silenced?"
Mo Han described the state of the person before dying.
After listening, Uncle Mo Han furrowed his brows, pondered for a long time, and said, "It seems he was poisoned, and it’s a very potent poison that can kill in a short time."
"Poisoned?" Mo Han was shocked, "Who could have poisoned him? Could it be someone from the Blood Ghost Sect?"
"Not necessarily." Uncle Mo Han shook his head, "It could also be other people; in any case, this matter is very complex, we must be cautious and think carefully."
"Hmm." Mo Han nodded, "So what do we do now? Should we continue to stay here?"
"There’s no more value in staying here; let’s leave first and make plans." Uncle Mo Han thought for a moment and said, "Let’s return to the Imperial Palace and see what reactions the emperor has."
"Okay." Mo Han replied, and the two quietly left the Blood Ghost Sect’s base, mounted fast horses, and galloped towards the Imperial Palace.
They raced along, the sound of hooves urgent, not daring to stop, fearing discovery by the Blood Ghost Sect; the crisis felt like a thorn in their sides.
At dusk, the sunset dyed the horizon blood red, and they finally returned to the Imperial Palace of the Tianyuan Empire.
"You two have returned," said the guard at the gate, hastily coming forward with a respectful smile, "His Majesty has been waiting for quite some time."
"Alright, let’s go see His Majesty," Mo Han responded, but inwardly felt wary; why was the emperor so eager to meet them?
Following the guard, they stepped once more into the Golden Throne Hall, greeted by the solemn, majestic atmosphere.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Mo Han and Uncle Mo Han bowed deeply, their actions meticulous.
"Rise." The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his gaze profound like an unfathomable cold pool; he slowly scanned the two of them, "Did your actions yield any results this time?"