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Lachlan was worried about the safety of Emerson, Noah, and the others, so he used the Dragon Gaze Heavenward Technique to track their qi and find their whereabouts. However, in the Bloodline ancient domain, the qi tracking technique also failed.

“Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time! I hope Emerson and the others are safe,” Lachlan said helplessly, shaking his head.

At that moment, the sound of fighting came from another street. Lachlan’s eyes lit up, and he hurried over.

When he arrived, he saw a group of people facing the attacks of the Blood Corpse, led by a young woman in blue clothes in her twenties, wielding a sword with unmatched skill.

Others were fighting desperately against the Blood Corpse, but the situation was not optimistic.

To Lachlan’s surprise, these people were all of Eastern descent. They didn’t look like mercenaries, as they were using melee weapons and seemed more like Priocia cultivators.

It seemed that some adventurers or wanderers from Priocia had also come to this Bloodline ancient domain.

Indeed, Fiona’s family was actually a group of wanderers. These wanderers, without the support of a sect or family, were not limited to activities within Priocia’s borders but roamed the world in search of opportunities.

They would rush over whenever they heard any news.

Among the members fighting the Blood Corpse, they were all using true qi, but there was a hint of bloodthirstiness in it, similar to the blood qi of the Bloodline.

Lachlan felt puzzled, but when he saw their familiar Eastern faces in a foreign land, he decided to intervene and help them.

He quickly rushed over and launched an attack on the Blood Corpse attacking the group. The blue-clothed woman and her companions were taken aback, showing a strong sense of vigilance and hostility. Some even gave up attacking the Blood Corpse to target Lachlan.

After defeating several Blood Corpse, Lachlan suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head and quickly dodged it without hesitation. Then, he stared at the person who attacked him and demanded, “What do you want?”

“Hmm?” The person’s “hmm” seemed to reflect some confusion about Lachlan’s reaction.

“Stop! He’s here to help us,” the blue-clothed woman urged urgently to her companions.

With Lachlan’s help, the group quickly eliminated the Blood Corpse, turning them into mere corpses. However, the sight that followed made Lachlan’s face slightly change.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

One of the injured members of the group was lying on the ground with a horrifying wound on his neck from the Blood Corpse’s attack. It seemed he was losing more energy than he was gaining.

Next, to Lachlan’s surprise, the blue-clothed woman mercilessly approached the injured man and stabbed him in the heart, ending his life.

Lachlan frowned, feeling disgusted and cold towards the blue-clothed woman’s actions. Although the injured man was likely doomed, personally killing a companion just before death seemed too callous and heartless.

Lachlan felt a sense of regret, wondering if he had helped the wrong person.

However, the other people around the blue-clothed woman did not react strangely, as if they were accustomed to it.

The situation that followed further shocked Lachlan. The deceased man’s body visibly dried up at a rapid pace, as if something was rapidly sucking dry his blood and flesh.

Simultaneously, a stream of blood-colored qi flowed out from the corpse and was absorbed by the blue-clothed woman. Lachlan narrowed his eyes, surprised to sense that the woman’s strength had increased slightly after absorbing the blood-colored qi.

Although the increase was not much, she had indeed become stronger.

Confused by the situation, the woman introduced herself as Thelma Neal, a member of the Frigid Dawn Wandering Cultivators Association.

“Are you a Priocia cultivator, too? Are you a wanderer or from a sect?” Thelma asked.

“Lachlan, I am a wanderer with no sect,” Lachlan replied indifferently, unenthusiastic due to the blue-clothed woman’s killing of the injured man.

“Since you just entered the Bloodline ancient domain, do you have other companions?” Thelma inquired.

Lachlan hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and replied, “No.”

Upon hearing that, Thelma’s eyes lit up. “Why don’t you join our Frigid Dawn Wandering Cultivators Association? Let’s talk while we walk.”

“Alright,” Lachlan agreed.

Thelma then led Lachlan through an underground passage, possibly to evade the Blood Corpse or other dangers.

“Is it true that no one who enters here has ever come out?” Lachlan asked.

Thelma nodded and replied, “Yes.”

“Why is that? Are we going to be trapped and die here?” Lachlan raised an eyebrow.

“That’s only part of the reason. There’s another…” Thelma’s face wore a peculiar smile. “Why rush to leave? What’s wrong with being here?”