As the strange incantation came to an end, the air on the altar steps gradually became thicker and solidified.

There is a strange and mysterious force coming quietly.

It's as if an invisible membrane in the surrounding space breaks, allowing some kind of material that doesn't belong to this world to flow in, transforming everything on this altar.

Outside the clouds, the scenes that Bai Xianyou, Gu Qiutong and others saw before their eyes became increasingly bizarre and creepy.

There are white lotus flowers dripping with ink-black mucus.

There are countless willow trees with hanging hands.

There is also a scaleless carp that makes a sharp whistling sound from its mouth.

What made them feel even more ridiculous was that the structure of the entire altar seemed to have changed.

The jade-like steps under your feet suddenly become softer. Compared to dead objects, the texture is closer to living flesh and blood. You can even vaguely see the texture of blood vessels and muscles. If you stand on it for a long time, it will gradually sink in, as if you are being crushed by the steps. swallowed up.

But after taking a step, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit me, and I suddenly fell upwards.

In the eyes of everyone, the flesh-like steps under their feet seemed to have turned into the sky, and the originally gray sky seemed to be the real ground.

In an instant, everything was turned upside down!

Bai Xianyou stretched out his big palm and firmly grasped the soft steps to prevent him from falling further.

Gu Qiutong's Gu worm spit out thin threads and stuck to the flesh and blood stairs above his head.

The rest of the people also used their own methods to barely control their bodies.

Without any reason, they instinctively felt a strong fear of the gray "ground" beneath them, as if if they fell into it, they would be greeted with an ending more terrifying than death.

Bai Xianyou trembled and said, "What the hell did this ceremony summon?"

Gu Qiutong's face was as solemn as water, confusion flashed in his eyes, and he murmured.

"These illusions...I seem to have seen them somewhere..."

She vaguely remembered that when she first obtained the Immortal Gu Insect, her consciousness briefly entered an ancient and desolate place, where there were creatures like this that did not seem to exist in reality.

It's just that this memory was forgotten the moment Gu Qiutong left that place, and I didn't think of it again until today.

She looked at the place where the clouds and dirty blood were intertwined, and couldn't help but feel worried.

The aftermath of this ritual was unbearable for them, and An Le, who was the first to bear the brunt... would he be safe?

****

"Friend Daoist An, what exactly is this!?"

Yun Wuhen wrapped his body in cloud energy and connected it to the steps to avoid falling.

But at this time, even though he had always followed the Yun family's holy method, he could not maintain a calm expression, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but ask.

Around the two of them, there were all kinds of incomprehensible and horrifying sights, which were much more than those in the outside world.

Yun Wuhen's brain seemed to become chaotic, as if a storm was stirring.

The dirty blood belonging to the blood demon is quickly dissipating, melting, being swallowed up by the gray beneath him, and becoming a sacrifice for this ritual.

But there was still a face, clinging to the flesh and blood steps, staring at the two people with wide eyes, a look of pleasure on his face.

"Hahaha! You are all going to die here!"

"Master Wuhen, how are you? Isn't this feeling of despair wonderful?"

Even now, the Blood Demon still wants to ridicule Yun Wuhen, which shows that his obsession is so deep that he has almost become an inner demon.

Although he is bound to die, he still has to witness the death of these two people!

Anle looked into the gray depths beneath him, his eyes flickering and his expression a little strange.

In the last deduction, the Blood Demon deceived him, so he had never experienced the current scene.

But the strange thing is that, apart from that weird feeling of familiarity, he didn't feel much danger.

Neither spiritual sense nor [Beast Intuition] gave any warning.

An Le turned around and saw Xiao Xiaohong standing next to her. Not to mention fear, there was not even a hint of nervousness on her pretty face. Instead, she was full of eagerness and excitement.

Yun Wuhen asked him what was going on, but he didn't know either!

Anle tried hard to see clearly what was under the gray clouds, and found that there seemed to be two... seas?

The sea water is black and red respectively, and they form the shape of a Tai Chi fish, constantly rotating and surging.

Just as soon as he saw this red and black ball of Tai Chi, a sharp pain suddenly shot through Anle's brain, as if a hot iron rod was inserted directly into the brain and stirred.

Dark red blood flowed from his seven orifices and was absorbed by the ghost armor in an instant.

'Can't look too much!'

Anle realized that something was coming out of the Tai Chi fish.

He shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist Yun, don't look at it!"

"Seal your spiritual consciousness and stick to the spiritual platform!"

Yun Wuhen did it immediately without hesitation.

At this time, a mass of formless and insubstantial existence surged out from the red and black core.

It is invisible to the naked eye, but in spiritual consciousness, it is like a dead sun.

Its brilliance is extremely dazzling, as if it can blind people and cannot be ignored, but those rays of light give people a feeling of death and silence, without any life at all.

It moves extremely fast.

One second, he was still in the gray clouds who knew how far away, and the next second, he was in front of Anle and the others.

The deathly light poured down like a waterfall, washing the space on the altar.

Yun Wuhen closed his eyes tightly and gathered his spiritual consciousness as much as possible.

But despite this, a long and hoarse roar, a sharp and terrifying cry, and a plaintive and strange cry still sounded in his ears. The sound seemed to penetrate into his brain and swallow up all the brain matter.

There is a feeling of being watched by an extremely terrifying being.

A series of cold sweat broke out on Yun Wuhen's forehead, his vagina shrank violently, and his heart beat at an unprecedented speed.

Just when he was about to reach his limit, the pressure all over his body suddenly relaxed.

The gaze turned away from him.

'What's going on? Did Fellow Daoist An do something?'

Subconsciously, Yun Wuhen opened his eyes slightly, and the next moment, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Only the bottom of the altar steps can be seen.

Anle stood in mid-air, with nothing to rely on except the roar of the strong wind.

A shadow in red clothes faintly overlapped with him, making his temperament even more eerie.

And all around him was a bright but lifeless sea of ​​light, and thick air solidified to the core.

The white-bone lotus, the thousand-hand willow tree, the scaleless carp... there are many more existences that Yun Wuhen has never heard of, and there are many terrifying giants that make him tremble with fear at just a glance.

Countless strange sights float up and down in the radiance of nothingness.

In Yun Wuhen's eyes, these strange phenomena were hovering around Anle. They were not hostile and even conveyed a respectful mood, like humble people surrendering before the king.

He opened his mouth wide and nothing could come out.

For a moment, Yun Wuhen suspected that the happiness in this scene was also his illusion.

He was a little envious: 'It would be great if one day I could show my holiness like this in front of others.'

****

On the other side.

The ferocious smile on the blood demon's face was frozen.

'How is it possible? How is it possible? How is it possible?'

The blood demon roared unwillingly from the bottom of his heart. This situation was completely different from what he expected!

'Why wasn't the Ghost-Faced Man swallowed by her? Why is Yun Wuhen still alive?'

It's just that the Blood Demon was destined to be unable to come up with the answers to these questions. In the sea of ​​dead light, his face quickly melted and he died completely.

Until his death, the blood demon showed shock and unwillingness on his face.

****

"This feeling……"

Anle looked around, feeling equally surprised.

He was in an extremely mysterious state at this time.

Xiao Xiaohong temporarily possessed him, and the deathly light washed over his body, and the mysterious power was baptized, flowing through his meridians and flesh.

It was somewhat similar to the feeling when I first gained the demonic power, but it was different at the same time.
To be continued...