The battle had ended, and there was no point in staying to watch them collect the corpses.
Yu Daohen didn't consider himself someone who would gloat or kick someone when they were down.
"Alright, it's boring watching you collect bodies. I'm leaving."
Yu Daohen said and started to walk away.
Chen Shanshui cupped his hands in a bow and said with a smile, "Farewell, Master Yu."
Chen Guojun, standing beside him, snorted coldly, "The Chen family doesn't welcome you, understand?"
Yu Daohen knew what kind of person this old fellow was. He shrugged, "If possible, I'd rather never come to the Chen family."
After taking two steps, Yu Daohen suddenly stopped, as if he had remembered something. He turned back to look at Chen Shanhe and said, "Patriarch Chen, I want to see if the compass is still here."
Chen Shanshui was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he assured, "Master Yu, rest assured, the compass is definitely still here."
Yu Daohen shook his head and said earnestly, "Patriarch Chen, you should let me see it. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease."
"This..."
Chen Shanshui looked a bit troubled.
It wasn't that he didn't want Yu Daohen to see it, but he had promised three elders.
This compass could not be revealed to anyone, nor could anyone see it.
He had already broken the rules with the former, and he truly didn't want to break them again with the latter.
Chen Guojun, standing beside him, waved his hand and said, "Since he wants to see it, take him to see it."
Seeing his father say this, Chen Shanshui could only nod, "Alright, I'll listen to Father."
Chen Shanshui led Yu Daohen and Chen Guojun towards the room on the left behind the Chen family's main hall.
Through a secret passage, they saw an iron door ahead.
Yu Daohen instinctively looked up at the roof beside him, his hand reaching for the Kanglong mace at his waist.
Chen Shanshui, standing next to him, explained, "Master Yu, rest assured. These two are specifically guarding the iron door. Besides me, Father, and Elder Brother, no one else is allowed to enter."
Yu Daohen nodded and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing no signs of a fight around.
It seemed that the people from the Divine Religion had not come here.
However, what surprised Yu Daohen was that the aura of these two individuals was not weak.
They might even be stronger than Chen Shanshui.
"Interesting."
Yu Daohen muttered to himself.
He didn't expect the Chen family to value this compass so highly.
While a fierce battle raged outside, these two had not left this place even half a step.
Chen Shanshui looked up at the roof and whispered, "Open the door!"
Whoosh—
A figure leaped down from the roof and walked directly towards the iron door.
Because it was late at night, and the two were wearing black clothes, it was impossible to see what the person looked like.
The person opened the door and stood still. Chen Shanshui looked at Yu Daohen beside him and said with a smile, "Master Yu, let's go."
Yu Daohen nodded and followed Chen Shanhe and Chen Guojun towards the iron door, but his hand subtly rested on the Kanglong mace at his waist.
Although the old fox Chen Guojun wouldn't turn against him now, it was always wise to be cautious.
This was an eternal truth.
Upon reaching the iron door, Chen Shanhe and Chen Guojun entered first.
Yu Daohen followed closely behind.
As he brushed past the person, Yu Daohen instinctively turned his head to look.
He saw that the person's head was lowered, making his features unclear, but judging by his hair, he seemed to be around fifty.
Perhaps sensing Yu Daohen's powerful aura, the person subconsciously raised his head.
Their eyes met, and Yu Daohen instinctively tightened his grip on the Kanglong mace at his waist.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
The person said nothing, just continued to stare at Yu Daohen.
His face was gaunt, his skin sallow, and his face was covered in dark markings. Most importantly, his eyes.
The whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and his eyeballs were actually blood-red!
Looking into this person's eyes, Yu Daohen felt an involuntary panic.
Just then, Chen Shanshui, inside the iron door, turned back to look at Yu Daohen and said with a smile, "Master Yu, shall we go down?"
The two were interrupted by the voice. The person lowered his head again, and Yu Daohen looked at Chen Shanshui and followed him in. m..oΓg
Chen Guojun merely glanced back at Yu Daohen without saying anything, continuing to walk further inside.
Yu Daohen followed the two deeper inside, his expression becoming solemn.
He wouldn't mistake those eyes; they were Death Eyes.
It meant that anyone seen by those eyes would die!
Death Eyes were not innate but formed later, and they could not be innate.
Legend had it that if one killed to an extreme degree, and their killing intent was too heavy, their eyeballs would turn red.
Such a person, no matter how strong, would feel an involuntary panic at the first glance.
Those who possessed Death Eyes could not reincarnate. The moment they died, their souls would vanish.
This was not tolerated by heaven and earth.
Throughout history, for thousands of years, only one person was recorded to have Death Eyes, and that was the Butcher Bai Qi.
Who was Bai Qi?
During the Warring States period, more than two million soldiers died in battle, half of whom died by his hand.
But the person just now possessed the same Death Eyes as Bai Qi.
Yu Daohen couldn't help but marvel at the Chen family's hidden strength.
The Chen family truly had hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Chen Guojun turned back to look at Yu Daohen and said with a smile, "Kid, it doesn't feel good to be stared at by Death Eyes, does it?"
Yu Daohen grinned mockingly, "It did make me a little flustered, but they look fierce but are useless."
His words were not false. For these Death Eyes, let alone himself, even seasoned Black List experts like Meng Da Long would feel a subconscious panic when making eye contact.
But panic was panic; if it came to a real fight, that person would definitely not be his opponent.
Otherwise, Chen Shanhe wouldn't be so wary of him.
Killing many people did not necessarily mean being an absolute master.
However, to be fair, Death Eyes had little effect on Black List experts, but they were extremely lethal to Heaven List experts.
To judge whether a person was ruthless, besides observing their appearance and style of doing things, there was only their reputation.
But appearance could be faked, and one's style of doing things could be put on, and reputation could be bought with money.
But no matter how formidable you were, someone would always feel that your reputation was bought.
However, Death Eyes were different. They were a symbol of merciless killing.
Chen Guojun did not continue the conversation, instead continuing to walk down.
Yu Daohen looked at Chen Guojun ahead and said with interest, "Old man, does your Chen family possess the method to cultivate these Death Eyes?"
Yu Daohen asked this for a reason.
Logically speaking, Death Eyes could not be cultivated.
The only way was to kill.
But throughout history, the only person with Death Eyes was the Butcher Bai Qi.
One could imagine how many people he had to kill.
Killing hundreds or thousands would not result in having these Death Eyes.
Although the person outside was powerful, he had not reached Bai Qi's level.
The only explanation was that the Chen family had mastered the method of cultivating Death Eyes.
Chen Shanshui looked back at Yu Daohen and said somewhat apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master Yu, this is a secret of our Chen family. I'm afraid I cannot disclose it."