Chapter 1339: Blood Altar
. Qin Sang added some on hand, increasing the power of the magic treasure by a few points.Not long after.Two Buddhist artifacts appear.Back to the bamboo pavilion.Qin Sang raised his palm, and two bea...Qin Sang flew out of the inner hall and saw the magic cave they had entered.
The earth tore apart, and even the devil's cave was not spared.
The cave entrance gaped open, a huge fissure.
Numerous gravels rolled in.
The magic cave was like an abyss, swallowing up so many stones but showing no sign of being filled.
However, the inside of the cave was not calm. The space was extremely unstable.
Qin Sang suspected that the anomalies within the Ziwu Palace had caused ripples that spread through the Devil's Cave to the Temple of Crime. If this continued, not only would the Devil's Cave be destroyed, but the Temple of Crime would likely follow suit and meet the same fate as the Outer Hall.
The scope of the influence of visions is too broad.
Luckily, the exit of Ziwei Palace wasn't just one. Even if the Devil Cave was headed for destruction, they could leave from the outer hall and wouldn't be trapped here.
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Qin Sang fell to the ground. Standing here, he could already feel the unique coldness of the ghost mist. The surrounding ghost mist was very thin, and it became thicker as he moved forward.
However, streams of ghostly mist are continuously spreading outward.
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It's hard to imagine how much ghost mist had accumulated in the fairy cemetery before its eruption. After it exploded, the affected area was surprisingly large.
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There are countless ghosts and spirits in the fairy tomb.
For some unknown reason, these ghosts and spirits generally do not leave the vicinity of the fairy grave. Even powerful existences like Corpse Kings and Ghost Kings will only attack after humans intrude into the fairy grave.
Other Corpse Kings and Ghost Kings do not have the Heavenly Corpse Seal, appearing and disappearing at will. No one knows how many have been nurtured over countless years.
At this very moment, evil spirits and ghostly apparitions, along with the ghostly mist, burst forth from the fairy tomb.
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A chilling howl rose and fell, the wind howled, and thousands of ghosts roamed, sending shivers down one's spine.
The outer hall became a ghostly realm, extraordinarily chaotic.
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This place should be where they sent out the signal. The sword pointed here and then stopped.
He arrived late, and there was no one else around.
Qin Sang was unclear about what had happened before. Fu Jian also lost his connection, unable to determine the location of his senior sisters for a moment. He dared not act rashly and stared intently into the depths of the ghostly mist.
Heavy mist.
Apart from the fairy tomb, there are also several forbidden areas in the outer hall, which are now all covered by ghost mist.
The only thing that was slightly different was a red glow deep within the ghostly mist. Even though Qin Sang stood here, he could faintly see it.
Because of the distance and the mist, the outline of the blood light was not very clear.
"That should be there "
Qin Sang remembered, after leaving the fairy tomb, he immediately saw a gigantic altar. It resembled a huge pyramid, and the air around it was filled with bloody Qi of slaughter. This Qi mingled with countless terrifying ancient prohibitions, clearly not something to be trifled with.
Even Yuanying cultivators who ventured into the inner hall of Tianshan Mountain would not dare to disturb it. Therefore, the blood-colored altar stood in the outer hall for so many years, and few people had ever given it a second thought.
A bloody altar, surrounded by a thick and palpable aura of carnage, red as fresh blood. Yet in Qin Sang's memory, it shouldn't have been this glaring, even the ghostly mist couldn't conceal it.
"Could they all have gone there"
Qin Sang thought to himself.
Apart from the ghostly mist, Qin Sang could only guess.
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Qingjun, Jingyu, and Bai du disappeared, likely trapped in the Ghost Mist. No matter what, he couldn't stand idly by, he had to go in and investigate.
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The three of them are not weak in strength, each with their own means of self-preservation. With such a diverse group of talents joining forces, it's impossible for Old Demon Ye to kill them all.
Moreover, Ghost Mist is Bai's home turf.
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In the fog, it's estimated that no one could remain white.
Bai, in the ghostly mist like a fish in water, even if he couldn't defeat Ye Lao Mo, he would definitely be able to escape.
Qin Sang guessed that the situation inside was most likely in a stalemate.
Ye Lao Mo's purpose is intriguing. He first released a demon from the Temple of Crime, and now there's a blood-colored altar. Could it be that Ziwu Palace also has demons sealed away
Qin Sang remembered that the Nine Nether Demon Fire was obtained in Ziwei Palace. It was really possible!
One magic cultivator alone had put Qin Sang on high alert. If it was a dual demon meeting, it was hard to imagine what the future Northern Star Realm cultivation world would become.
There's no need to struggle at all; Qin Sang will retreat without hesitation to avoid any hardship.
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Just then, Qin Sang finally made a new discovery.
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In the ghostly mist, there were a few places where faint lights flickered and disappeared in an instant. It was most likely cultivators using magical treasures to fight.
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These battlefields are not in one place, they are separated.
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“No wonder there's no movement. I had set up a spiritual formation before, with the help of all the dimensional infants, to deal with Elder Ye Demon. It seems that my senior sisters and brothers didn't have time to set up the formation and were forced to separate, fighting individually. There are only two people on Elder Ye Demon’s side. I really don’t know how he did it…”
Qin Sang's gaze swept back and forth, confirming the locations of these battlefields.
The Dharma treasure's glow was too faint, flickering in and out, making it impossible to tell who was using it. Qin Sang summoned the Heavenly Eye Butterfly and exerted his full strength to activate the Heavenly Eye divine ability, but he still couldn't find the Five-Directional Pagoda.
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"I can't determine Qingjun's location, so I'll choose the one closest to me and ask what happened first before making a decision. Once I'm in, Bai should be able to contact me..."
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Qin Sang thought about these things, no longer hesitated, urged the ebony sword into the ghost mist.
The Eighteen Demon Flags were hidden in his sleeve.
The magical banner consumed too much of Qin Sang's power, and he couldn't hold it for long. It's best to use the good steel on the blade.
"Whoosh!"
Qin Sang transformed into sword light and dashed through the ghostly mist.
Some heartless, malevolent spirits were immediately sliced into pieces by the sword.
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Soon, they arrived near the first forbidden zone. The ground was riddled with holes of all sizes, interconnected and incredibly complex.
In the past, if cultivators passed through here without paying attention to concealing their aura, they would startle a strange serpentine creature living in the cave. It would come out in large numbers to attack the intruder.
Now all these creatures have vanished, and ghosts abound everywhere.
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Qin Sang was fortunate and hadn't encountered any ghost creatures at the level of Ghost King. As he passed through one restricted area after another, his vision became clearer, and the bloody light emanating from the blood altar grew increasingly brilliant.
As the target was within reach, Qin Sang suddenly stopped his sword.
He frowned, eyeing the ghostly mist ahead. There were no unusual fluctuations, but through his Heavenly Eye divine ability, Qin Sang discovered that the movement of the mist here seemed rather abnormal.
After looking at it for a while, I couldn't see anything special.
Time was short, not allowing him to think deeply. He waved his hand and sent out the Yuan Ying talisman puppet ahead to scout the way. After confirming there was no danger, he also dashed forward.
Upon entering this place, Qin Sang discovered that his field of vision was severely restricted, and even his divine sense was suppressed. Those without the Heaven's Eye Divine Ability could probably only see within a few dozen meters. No wonder they hadn't been able to reunite yet.
Finally, Qin Sang found his target.
Several young cultivators are being attacked by something, and at their head is the genuine Daoist master!
As Qin Sang burst in.
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Two figures hovered on either side of the altar, it was Ye Laomo and Yu Gu.
"Another arrogant fellow has walked in! Hehe, his swordsmanship seems decent, and he even has a Nascent Soul puppet..."
His jade bones held flickering ghost fire in his eye sockets, his tone flat and laced with a hint of disdain.
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