The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound exploded above the altar, and the half-person-high ice wall in front of Lin Yanyan collapsed first.

The ice wall was originally condensed by Lin Yanyan with her innate magical power. It was as hard as black iron, but now it was scattering like glass. The ice crystals fell on the hot altar rocks and instantly evaporated into white mist.

Before she could form new seals, the thick, inky black mist instantly wrapped around her right arm like a poisonous snake smelling blood.

A biting chill spread along her arm, and Lin Yanyan felt her arm go numb. The ice-type magic power that had been flowing freely suddenly stagnated, as if it was frozen in the meridians.

What was even more terrible was that the power of the sea god in her body that was connected to the altar took the opportunity to backfire. The golden power was like an uncontrolled torrent, fiercely impacting her witch core. The tearing pain made her groan involuntarily, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

"Xiaoxiao, form a formation!"

Mu Yu's roar broke the critical stalemate. His emerald green magical power surged, and his palms flew, forming three complex hand seals.

His younger sister Mu Xiaoxiao beside him understood what he meant, and her slender fingers moved in sync. The magical powers of the brother and sister's spiritual plants seemed to come alive, intertwining and entwining between the two of them, and finally condensing into a translucent emerald green light bridge.

As soon as the light bridge took shape, countless vines with barbs began to grow wildly from it. The vines grew at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, they tightly wrapped around the ten people, including Lin Yanyan, like chains.

These vines did not bind them, but instead continuously delivered a vigorous breath of life, interweaving with the soft white light flowing from Bailuo's fingertips, forming a protective net that shimmered green and white around everyone.

The sound of "sizzling" continued to be heard, and the soul-devouring fog hit the protective net and was instantly purified into nothingness, temporarily blocked outside.

"Hold on! The power of the Sea God is tempering the witch core. As long as we can survive this stage, the witch core will be able to condense the witch seal!"

Gui Jiangye's roar was broken, his naked upper body was covered with blue veins, and golden magic power flowed on his body, constantly colliding and merging with the power of the sea god that poured into his body.

Every collision made his whole body tremble violently, but he gritted his teeth and stared at the witch core in his body - the surface of the core, which was originally milky white, began to emit a faint golden light, and the golden lines moved like a living thing, which was a sign that the witch seal was about to condense.

Feng Jingyan stood on the east side of the altar and took a deep breath to clear his mind of distractions.

She was surrounded by visible green air currents, and her wind-type magic power had reached its peak, allowing the violent power of the sea god to wash over her magic core.

The true meaning of wind witchcraft kept echoing in her mind: "Wind has no fixed shape, changing with the situation, it can be soft or hard, defensive or offensive." She tried to grasp that ethereal connection and resonate with this ancient power.

Her younger sister, Feng Yuzheng, clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, her face as pale as paper. The Soul-Devouring Mist had previously ravaged her witch core, but now, drawing on the magical power of the plant from the vines, she was repairing the cracks bit by bit. Though her magical power flowed slowly, it was incredibly resolute.

In the shadows, Wu Yefeng's figure almost merged with the darkness.

His shadow magic power was originally cold, and when it collided with the power of the sea god, it produced a strange reaction - the cold aura hidden in the golden power not only did not harm his magic core, but was actively absorbed by the magic core.

He could clearly feel that his wizard core was becoming more solid and the power of shadow was becoming more pure.

The Hui siblings stood on the west side of the altar, their backs against the heavy rock.

Hui Zhijia injected earth-based magic power into the altar under his feet, completely merging it with the rock. He used the heavy power of the earth to resist the impact of the power of the sea god. Gradually, ochre-colored lines appeared on his magic core, like the texture of rock.

Her younger sister Hui Mengmeng was the complete opposite. Lightning arcs danced around her, and she actively injected her violent thunder-type magic power into the power of the Sea God. The explosion of the lightning arcs and the majesty of the Sea God's power stimulated each other, making her originally mixed magic power even purer. Amid the crackling sounds, the magic core had been dyed with a light purple.

Of the ten, Bai Luoluo undoubtedly bore the greatest pressure. Not only did she have to endure the erosion of the Seagod's power against her wizard core, she also had to continuously release purifying wizard power to help dispel the Soul Devouring Mist.

The plain white dress had long been soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her thin body. Her originally fair cheeks were abnormally flushed, and the white light at her fingertips was becoming increasingly faint.

But when she saw the people around her gritting their teeth and persevering - Lin Yanyan endured the numbness in her arms and still tried to condense the ice power, and the Mu Yu siblings were bleeding from their foreheads but still maintained the light bridge - she bit her lower lip and held on with an unyielding tenacity.

Time passed in agony. Just as everyone's witch cores began to emit halos of different colors and the witch seal was about to solidify, the witch pattern in the center of the altar suddenly flickered violently.

Those veins that originally flowed steadily like golden rivers suddenly became chaotic, sometimes emitting dazzling golden light, and sometimes becoming dim as ashes.

The power of the sea god that flowed back also became stronger and weaker. Just now it was like a steady torrent, but the next second it became an out-of-control wild horse, slamming into everyone's witch cores fiercely, causing several people to spit out blood at the same time.

"what happened?"

Gui Jiangye was shocked. Just as he was about to use his magic power to explore along the magic pattern, he felt an unfamiliar force gushing out from the depths of the altar.

That power was filled with extreme corruption and evil, completely different from the majesty of the power of the sea god and the viciousness of the soul-devouring fog, but it was more dangerous than the two combined. It was like a gaze from the abyss, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

At the bottom of the altar, the black vortex that had been spinning slowly suddenly stopped.

Then, with a crisp "crack" sound, a dark crack spread from the center of the vortex. The crack continued to expand like the mouth of a living creature.

The next second, countless black tentacles as thick as arms stretched out from the cracks. The surface of the tentacles was covered with dense barbs and stained with sticky black liquid, emitting a disgusting stench that made people want to vomit.

"This isn't Soul-Devouring Mist!" Wu Yefeng's voice was filled with a rare solemnity. His shadow magic was extremely sensitive to evil auras, and he made his judgment almost the moment the tentacles appeared. "This is... the evil spirit condensed from ancient resentment!"

Before he finished speaking, a black tentacle suddenly shot towards Bai Luluo like an arrow. It was as fast as lightning, with a sound of breaking through the air, leaving no time for anyone to react.

Bai Luoluo was trying her best to maintain the protective net. Caught off guard, she had just concentrated the purifying magic power to her fingertips when she was hit hard on the shoulder by the tentacle.

With a "puff," she spat out a mouthful of blood, the bright red blood splattering on her white dress, making it particularly glaring. Her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into the rocks at the edge of the altar with a dull thud. The white light at her fingertips dimmed instantly, and a huge gap appeared in the protective net.

"Pothos!"

Gui Jiangye's eyes were bloodshot and he roared and rushed forward.

But as soon as he moved, the chaotic power of the sea god trapped him like shackles. The golden power rushed through his body, making him unable to move. He could only watch Bai Luoluo collapse on the ground, her breath rapidly weakening.

After the black tentacles succeeded, they seemed to be encouraged and surged out of the cracks even more frantically, lashing towards everyone like a rainstorm.

Just as Lin Yanyan was about to form an ice wall to block it, a tentacle wrapped around her ankle.

A force colder than the soul-devouring fog surged into her body through her ankles. She felt her meridians freeze instantly, her magic power completely stopped, and her whole body was dragged by the tentacles towards the crack.

Hui Zhijia reacted extremely quickly and instantly condensed a thick earth wall to block in front of him.

However, this earth wall, which was strong enough to withstand the attack of intermediate magic power, was as fragile as paper in front of the tentacles and was easily torn apart with a "swish".

Several tentacles took the opportunity to wrap around his arms, and the huge pulling force dragged him towards the crack. His fingers could already feel the biting chill coming from the crack.

Feng Yuzheng had not fully recovered to begin with, and was now eroded by the evil aura again. Her eyes, which had just become clear, became empty again, and the wind-based magic power around her began to become disordered, and she actually attacked Feng Jingyan beside her.

"Yu Zheng! Wake up!" Feng Jingyan exclaimed. He could only use part of his magic power to resist his sister's attack, and the pressure increased sharply.

The witch pattern in the center of the altar flickered more and more violently, the golden light was constantly swallowed by the black aura, and the originally clear patterns became blurred.

The flushing of the power of the sea god also became intermittent, and the sometimes strong and sometimes weak power made everyone's witch core suffer.

Without stable tempering, the witch seal that everyone was about to condense began to become blurred, and the golden light on Gui Jiangye's witch core even showed signs of dissipating.

"We can't let it destroy the altar!"

Feng Jingyan shouted loudly, and the wind-type magic power around him surged to the extreme.

The green wind blades slashed towards the black tentacles like a rainstorm, and the dense blade shadows almost filled the space in front of her.

However, the wind blade only left shallow scratches on the tentacle. Not only did it fail to hurt the other party, but it completely enraged the evil spirit.

A sharp roar came from the crack, and more tentacles rushed towards her like mad pythons, instantly blocking her retreat.

Mu Yu and Mu Xiaoxiao, brother and sister, looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

They knew very well that once the altar was destroyed, everyone would die.

The two of them bit their tongues at the same time and spat out a mouthful of blood - this was a method of burning their innate magical power. Although it could temporarily increase their strength, it would leave permanent damage.

The essence and blood fell on the vines that were wrapped around everyone and were instantly absorbed.

The originally emerald green vines instantly turned red, like a red-hot iron, and the breath of life surged several times. The vines suddenly tightened and lashed towards the black tentacles like a steel whip.

"Puff" sounds were heard one after another, and the vines wrapped around several of the thickest tentacles and tore them apart. Black juice splashed on the altar, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound, and small holes were eroded into the rocks.

Wu Yefeng's shadow magic power completely erupted at this moment.

The ink-black robe moved without wind, and the shadows surging around his body were like boiling black water. Countless shadow blades condensed from it, madly cutting the tentacles that were rushing towards him.

At the same time, he separated out a condensed shadow force, wrapped it around Hui Zhijia's waist like a rope, and exerted force suddenly, pulling Hui Zhijia back who was about to be dragged into the crack.

"Thank you!" Hui Zhijia panted heavily. As soon as he stood firm, he condensed the earth-based magic power again and built a higher and thicker earth wall in front of everyone, trying to buy time for everyone.

Hui Mengmeng exerted her lightning magic power to the extreme, and the lightning arcs around her body gathered into a huge thunder as thick as a bucket.

She cried out, and a mighty thunderbolt, like a dragon, struck the center of the crack. With a resounding boom, the lightning arc exploded, and the powerful current instantly stiffened the surging tentacles, temporarily repelling the attack.

Gui Jiangye took the opportunity to activate the remaining magic power in his body. The golden magic power flowed into the depths of the altar along the remaining magic patterns, trying to suppress the evil aura.

But as soon as his magical power came into contact with the evil force, he felt a powerful backlash. The golden magical power was like ice and snow encountering a raging fire, and it was instantly corroded by a large part. He groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth again, and his face turned as pale as a paper figurine.

"This evil is too powerful. We can't hold out for much longer!" Gui Jiangye's voice was tinged with despair. He could clearly feel the witch patterns on the altar being rapidly devoured by the evil aura. "Once the witch patterns completely collapse, let alone breaking through to a high-level Great Wizard, all ten of us will be parasitized by the evil and become walking corpses!"

The feeling of despair spread among the people like a plague.

Lin Yanyan's ankles had been deeply scarred by the tentacles, and the magic power had frozen her so that she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Feng Jingyan was forced to retreat continuously by the tentacles, and several wounds were added to his body;

The faces of the Mu Yu siblings were becoming paler and paler. The price of the burning blood and essence was becoming apparent, and the red light of the vines was beginning to fade.

Just when everyone was in despair and almost gave up resistance, the white green ivy that had been lying on the edge of the rock suddenly moved.

She coughed and propped herself up, with blood still on the corner of her mouth, but a holy light gradually lit up in her originally dim eyes.

Under the stimulation of the evil power, she, as a descendant of the Bai family, had the purification power hidden deep in her blood, which was completely awakened at this moment.

A purifying force that was dozens of times stronger than before surged out of her body. The originally dim white light instantly became extremely bright, enveloping her entire body.

Bai Luoluo formed seals with her hands, and the white light flowing from her fingertips gathered into a huge purifying light curtain, which burst out from her body and spread to the surroundings like a tide.

Wherever the light curtain passed, the originally crazy black tentacles began to emit shrill hissing sounds, and quickly withered and dissipated like ice and snow encountering sunlight; the remaining soul-devouring fog was also completely purified, turning into pure spiritual energy and blending into the air.

The evil spirit in the crack felt the fatal threat and began to struggle frantically.

The crack expanded rapidly, and more evil power gushed out. The black tentacles rushed towards Bai Luluo like a rainstorm, trying to nip the threat in the bud.

But at this moment, Bai Luoluo's eyes were determined, she clenched her teeth, and used all her strength to activate the purifying power in her body.

Holy light circulated around her body, purifying all the attacking tentacles one by one.

"Hold on, everyone! I can purify it!" Her voice was trembling slightly, but extremely powerful.

Under her leadership, everyone's fighting spirit was rekindled. Gui Jiangye endured the pain and once again injected golden magic power into the magic pattern, trying to stabilize the altar.

The Mu Yu siblings forced themselves to burn their blood and essence, causing the vines to grow rapidly again, entangling the tentacles that broke through the light curtain;

Wu Yefeng's shadow blade became sharper and sharper, constantly cutting the edge of the crack to prevent the evil from expanding;

Hui Mengmeng combined the lightning magic power with the purification light curtain. The lightning arcs were radiant with white light, and their power was doubled. Each one could shatter several tentacles.

Feng Jingyan took the opportunity to rush to Feng Yuzheng, slapped her in the face, and said sternly: "Yuzheng! Look at me! Are you going to be controlled by the evil spirit?"

At the same time, he injected some wind-type magic power into his sister's body to help her dispel the evil aura.

Feng Yuzheng trembled all over, and her empty eyes gradually focused. Seeing her sister covered in wounds, she bit her lip, gathered her magic power again, and fought side by side with her sister.

Lin Yanyan took advantage of the respite brought by the purifying light curtain to circulate the remaining magic power and condense the ice power at her ankles.

The cold air froze the barbs of the tentacles. She exerted force suddenly and broke free from the restraints. Then she condensed several ice blades and threw them at the tentacles.

With everyone's cooperation, the purification light curtain became more and more intense.

Under the illumination of the light curtain, the witch pattern in the center of the altar, the golden light that had been swallowed by it, shone again, and the originally disordered veins gradually returned to normal. The power of the sea god also became stable again, like a gentle stream, and began to temper everyone's witch core again.

This time, without the interference of evil spirits and soul-devouring fog, the transformation of the witch core went extremely smoothly.

The golden light on the Guijiangye witch core became increasingly intense, eventually condensing into a lifelike golden lion witch seal;

Feng Jingyan's witch core transformed into a green wind bird, spreading its wings as if ready to fly;

Lin Yanyan's witch core condensed into an ice crystal snow lotus, emitting a chilling aura;

The witch cores of the Muyu siblings are entwined vines;

Ashes are thick rocks;

Gray Dream Dream is a jumping lightning arc;

Wu Yefeng is a deep shadow;

Feng Yuzheng is a spirited wind leaf;

The witch core of the white green radish is a blooming white lotus, emitting a holy light.

Ten halos of different colors lit up on the altar, and the witch seal was completely solidified!

Ten people officially broke through and became high-level wizards, only one step away from the peak of wizardry.

As the last trace of evil power was swallowed by the purifying light curtain, the crack let out an unwilling roar, then slowly closed and finally disappeared.

The altar returned to calm, and the power of the sea god gradually subsided and merged back into the witch pattern, leaving only a faint golden light flowing.

Everyone could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

The wounds on their bodies were still aching, and the magic power in their bodies was almost exhausted, but everyone's face was filled with the joy of surviving the disaster and the excitement of the breakthrough.

Bai Luoluo stood up with the help of the rock, walked into the crowd, and looking at everyone's embarrassed but bright smiling faces, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Sunlight shone through the gaps on the top of the altar, falling on ten young figures, giving this thrilling breakthrough a warm golden glow.