Chapter 63 Delicious
According to the information obtained through torture.

Gu Yan came to a certain area of ​​the battlefield outside the pass.

The place was filled with a long-simmering stench, and crows could be seen everywhere, as well as hungry wolves with red eyes, wild dogs, and a large number of unknown scavengers.

This war was not only a feast for these wild animals, but also a carnival for those wandering cultivators.

Under the cover of Gu Yan's spiritual sense, he could occasionally see figures hidden in black robes, some holding black banners, some holding various pseudo-magic weapons. They did not disturb each other, huddled in a fixed area, and wantonly refined those evil pseudo-magic weapons on this land.

Perhaps the families of the dead soldiers and laborers are the only victims of this war.

"These demons seem to be just like the politicians in the previous federation..."

Gu Yan shook his head, took out two flags, and chanted silently.

next moment.

Black mist emerged and turned into guiding arrows, leading him to two formation points at different distances.

Gu Yan inserted the flags at two points in the formation and did not activate the formation according to the method provided by Qian Siwen.

Qian Siwen and his team's purpose was to ensure the normal progress of the blood sacrifice, refine the accumulated residue, and take it back to refine it into blood pills.

However, Gu Yan wanted to recharge this area directly.

Therefore, he needed to find the real location of the spiritual formation here, so as not to trigger the entire chain formation and attract the attention of the White Bone Sect.

Constructing a spiritual array costs a lot of money.

Even if this was the White Bone Sect's method, it would be impossible for the spiritual formation to cover all the borders between the two countries.

The only logical approach is fixed-point transmission.

Gu Yan concluded that the real spiritual formation was in the area between the two formation points.

After he made sure that this area was under his control, he had a thought.

The reddish-brown soil rolled.

Gu Yan's figure sank as if entering the water.

The deeper you go into the land, the darker the red and dark brown it becomes.

After about fifty or sixty meters, the soil had turned completely black.

The soil here was like meat paste, filled with resentful and evil energy, making his escape slower and more difficult.

Gu Yan escaped with difficulty.

This place seems to be a place where spiritual energy avoids. The loss of spiritual power that controls the surrounding soil is at least twenty to thirty times that of the outside world. If he had come earlier, he might not have been able to reach the location of the spiritual formation.

It's different now.

With the help of a powerful spirit, he struggled and continued to escape underground.

When we reached nearly a hundred meters underground, the soil was gone.

Thump~
Gu Yan fell into a huge space.

His eyes shone dimly, and the darkness here seemed as bright as day. After a quick glance, the corners of his mouth curled up, "It's just as I thought. Each formation point is just a transit point, like a telephone pole, controlling the blood evil energy in each area and then converging it into one place through unknown means."

The space sensed someone's arrival and began to slowly emit a blood-red spiritual glow.

Gu Yan's mind moved.

The two flags on the soil lit up slightly, as if they had passed some kind of verification, causing the blood-red glow that had originally appeared in the space to dim again.

at the same time.

A soft light rose up, revealing a huge platform shaped like a pyramid.

At the top of the tower, a blood-red ball was constantly rolling and surging. Between the waves, countless struggling and howling human faces and broken limbs kept emerging, as if countless dead souls were hiding inside, trying to escape.
“Look, it’s delicious.”

Gu Yan licked his lips, and dense roots spread out from between his eyebrows and pierced into the blood ball.

the other side.

Inside the vast temple, an old man in a golden robe hurried through the main hall. He addressed the young man seated inside and said respectfully, "Ancestor, the two clansmen responsible for this blood sacrifice have lost their soul incense!"

The young man, with his back to him, did not move.

The old man was confused and dared to look up.

next moment.

His rosy complexion turned pale.

I saw that the broken bowl used to worship ghosts and exorcise the Dharma body that the Qian family had enshrined for hundreds of years actually had a brand new crack on it!!!

"I understand. Keep this matter secret and don't let the rest of the tribe know about it."

An indifferent voice came from the front.

The old man lowered his head quickly: "Follow the ancestor's order!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Wait for people to leave.

The young man opened his eyes and looked at the shattered remains of the Ghost Sacrifice Body. A strange smile appeared on his face. "I didn't expect that in such a weak place, there is still something that can destroy the Ghost Sacrifice Body. It's quite interesting."

As the Qian family's foundation-building ancestor, he actually didn't care about the damage to the family's most important Dharma body for worshiping ghosts.

at this time.

A talisman came through the air and stopped beside the young man, transforming into a skinny old man in a robe.

Dark flames danced in the old man's eyes, and he hoarsely said to the young man, "Old Ghost Qian, the soul incense of the Liu family member responsible for the blood sacrifice this time has broken. How is the situation on your side?"

The young man, also known as Qian Laogui, glanced at the old man and said calmly, "They are both dead."

Black flames danced violently in the old man's eyes. "It seems someone wants to tamper with the altar of the twelve heavenly Yaksha Dharmakayas below. Your Qian family has a method to offer sacrifices to ghosts and summon their Dharmakayas. We can use the Yin-borrowing copper coins that our clansmen have refined to offer sacrifices to the ghosts and summon their Dharmakayas. Have you gained anything?"

Old Ghost Qian pointed to the Dharma body of the sacrificial ghost in front of him and said, "It has arrived and been eaten."

The old man turned his head behind him, and when he saw the new cracks on the broken bowl on the ghost sacrifice, his expression changed drastically.

The black flames in his eye sockets shrank into a small ball. "This Heavenly Ghost Refining Method is an exotic technique that your Qian family obtained from the Land of Absolute Spirits. It possesses some of the strangeness of the Heavenly Demon. Even in the White Bone Sect, it would be an amazing method. How could it be swallowed up by someone?"

He was really shocked.

If it weren't for this method, once it was practiced, it would be destined to become a sacrifice to ghosts, and there was no way the Qian family would have the chance to own it.

Even so, in the entire area where the White Bone Sect is located, the Qian family is definitely one of the most difficult foundation-building forces. Few people are willing to offend them, for fear of becoming a sacrifice to the ghosts, without even the chance of reincarnation, and never being able to turn over.

Now the other party’s sacrificial ghost has been swallowed up?

The skinny old man was silent for a long time. When the talisman was exhausted, he whispered, "What should we do next? If the altar of the Twelve Heavenly Yaksha Dharmakaya is affected, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand the prosecution of the White Bone Sect..."

Qian Laogui glanced at the other party and chuckled:
"Liu Yiming, have you been performing rituals on too many corpses, causing the corpse qi to enter your brain and make you confused?

Even the ghost sacrifice of my Qian family was damaged, what else can I do?
Are you sure we won't get killed if we go there?"

Hearing this, the old man didn't get angry, but just shook his head and said, "It seems that we can only report the situation here to the White Bone Sect first, and let them mobilize their Yaksha Dharmakaya to suppress the unknown enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the energy of the talisman was completely exhausted, and his figure disappeared into thin air in the hall.

Old Ghost Qian gently blew away the black ash left by the talisman and looked at the ghost body again.

This time, maybe it's an opportunity.

This damn thing is the foundation of the Qian family's existence and the biggest nightmare of every member of the clan.

Alien Heavenly Demonic Path.
I don’t know what kind of strange world could give birth to such a heritage.

A place of blood sacrifice.

The underground space where the local spiritual formation is located.

The originally enchanting blood-red ball has lost a full quarter of its volume.

Beneath it, a towering figure, surrounded by countless roots, its entire body scorched and twisted in the void, like a furnace, emitting a terrifying, scorching blood-like aura. Like a god or a demon, it evoked an incomparably powerful, oppressive feeling.
(End of this chapter)

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