Maybe I shouldn't die.

It is safe in the protective formation.

The three of them stopped chatting and stared at the altar and the full moon to see if there would be any changes on them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Nothing unusual happened, the blood moon remained, and the entire small world seemed to be dyed blood red.

It looks ominous.

As time passed, all the monks present couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

It seemed as if something was about to fall.

The feeling continued to build, becoming stronger and stronger until the sound of the heartbeat was clear enough to be heard with just your ears.

"Boom boom boom boom."

It was as if it was some kind of rhythmic drumbeat, and everyone's heart was beating to the same beat.

Zhu Qingan suddenly said:

“It’s out of control.”

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't control my heartbeat.

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Yue also said:

"I couldn't control my heartbeat either."

Although Fang Xi used a clone, she was not actually a living being and did not have a heartbeat, so naturally she would not have this kind of worry.

Therefore, her eyes were always fixed on the full moon.

After hearing what the two sisters said, he also said:

"The shape of the moon has changed."

The two sisters immediately looked up at the sky.

It is still a full moon, but there are many more black shadows on it, and even those shadows put together form a pattern.

“Like a heart.”

Black heart.

Zhu Qingan also said:

“It seems to be beating, too.”

Exactly the same rhythm.

Or perhaps, the rhythm of their heartbeats comes from this.

Fang Yue also thought so:

"Wait and see what happens next."

Fang Xi and Zhu Qingan both agreed:

"Just wait."

This wait lasted for an hour.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened and there was no change in the external environment.

It seems as if the blood moon has nothing to do with the altar.

Seeing that midnight was about to pass, Fang Xi finally spoke:

"Release part of the formation and allow that aura to come into contact with the altar."

Because of the isolation of the formation, although the blood-red moonlight also fell on the altar, the unknown aura was never able to come into contact with it.

This statement was agreed by the two sisters.

Fang Yue nodded and said:

"Maybe it's this aura that's missing."

Zhu Qingan nodded, signaled the disciple in charge of the formation to release part of the formation, and instructed:

"Open the protective light shield."

That kind of aura is unknown and doesn't look like a good thing. Just to be on the safe side, it's better not to come into contact with it casually.

No one refuted this.

The monks present all opened their protective shields, except Fang Xi, who said:

"I want to try to come into contact with this aura."

Judging from her thoughtful expression, she must have discovered something.

Thinking of this, Fang Yue asked:

"But what have you discovered?"

Fang Xi nodded and said:

“A little bit, but I’m not sure.”

Fang Yue nodded, without further questioning, and only said:

"Be safe."

Fang Xi nodded.

"it is good."

A hole was opened in the formation, and the aura immediately spread in.

The originally quiet altar also began to change, with blood-colored lines appearing on it.

It was very vague at first, but as time went on, it soon became clearer and more complete.

And that unknown aura, as if it had found its home, continuously gathered towards the altar, and soon formed a small blood-colored storm.

Yes, it is real, but its color is so light that when it mixes with the moonlight, it is difficult to distinguish.

It only takes half an incense stick of time.

The entire altar was filled with blood-colored runes—the lines intertwined to form some kind of unique runes.

No, not a rune either.

Zhu Qingan said:

"That's the witch tribe's sacrificial text."

When Fang Yue heard the witch clan's sacrificial text, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, but it disappeared too quickly and he didn't catch it.

But fortunately, Zhu Qingan continued:

"However, there seem to be some signs of modification on these runes."

These words made Fang Yue's mind clear, and she immediately blurted out:

"The Black Witch Clan."

It is said that they were a clan of black witches that perished at the hands of evil.

Zhu Qingan also thought of this and nodded:

"The evil demon must have obtained some information from the black witch clan and then tried to change these runes."

It is most likely an inference of fact.

Fang Yue couldn't help but show some worry on her face:

"The evil demon attaches so much importance to this altar, it will definitely not miss it..."

Before he could finish his words, the blood moon above moved again.

A blood-red beam of light fell from above and bombarded the altar directly.

As if sensing danger, the bloody witch characters immediately fell off the altar and gathered into a phantom.

As soon as the phantom raised his hand, an invisible force intercepted the beam of light.

Despite this, the impact caused by the collision between the two still spread far away.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qingan could also judge that this blood-colored light column was not a good thing, so she said:

"Start the formation."

Hearing this, the disciples who were in charge of the formation did not hesitate at all. They changed the spell in their hands, and the hole that was deliberately left on the protective light shield began to heal slowly.

In just a moment, the light shield was completely healed.

The blood-colored beam of light was cut in half, and its power began to dissipate.

Such behavior seemed to have angered the Blood Moon, and an even thicker beam of light fell, heavily hitting the protective light shield.

"boom."

A huge roar sounded.

But the protective light shield only trembled for a moment.

Not a surprising result.

After all, this is the Nine Palaces and Eight Absolutes Formation presided over by thirty-six Nascent Soul cultivators, and it focuses on integrated offense and defense. Logically speaking, it should be able to withstand even the attacks from the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Apart from wasting some resources, there are no drawbacks.

Well, Zhu Qing'an and Fang Yue are not people who lack resources. What's more, they have already known that they will encounter monsters during this operation, so naturally they have to make some preparations in advance.

Therefore, all the cultivators in the formation looked very calm.

But the Blood Moon as the enemy could not remain calm at all, and bombarded down with blood-colored light beams one after another.

Each one is thicker than the last.

The vibration on the protective light shield became more and more obvious.

But none of them were able to break the formation.

"Big sister, do you want to fight back?"

One of the disciples who was in charge of the formation asked.

Before Zhu Qing'an could answer, the shadow on the altar spoke:

"Can't attack."

All eyes instantly turned to him.

The shadow was silent for a moment before continuing:

"The blood moon is also part of the seal and cannot be destroyed."

Hearing this, Fang Yue and Zhu Qing'an looked at each other, and then Zhu Qing'an stepped forward, bowed and said:

"I don't know what you call me, senior."

Shadow said:

"I am Wu Qian, the chief priest of the Wu clan."

Wu Qian? This name is not the same as the one found in the information.

Coupled with the changes in the Black Witch Clan, the two sisters immediately became alert, but did not show it on their faces.

Zhu Qingan pretended to be puzzled and said:

"Since the blood moon is also part of the seal, why would it attack the altar?"