Maybe I shouldn't die.

The phantom who named himself Wu Qian looked at Zhu Qing'an, as if he wanted to see her inner thoughts through her superficial disguise.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But this atmosphere did not last long, and he finally opened his mouth to explain:

"The full moon is polluted."

This sentence without a beginning or an end really didn't give me much information. Zhu Qingan asked again:

"Please tell me more details, senior."

This time Wu Qian looked up at the top of her head, as if to confirm something. After a moment, he continued:

"The full moon was originally the key to unlock the seal of the altar, but tens of thousands of years ago, an evil demon discovered this place and used demonic energy to pollute it."

The mantra weapon hanging around his waist did not move at all.

Zhu Qingan's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued to ask:

"Can it still open the seal? Or, does it require us to do something?"

Wu Qian chuckled and said again:

"The full moon was originally made from the heart of a monster. Even if it is contaminated, it doesn't matter. There is no problem in opening the seal. As for what you need to do..."

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"The monsters will appear soon, and we need your help to deal with them."

There was still no movement of the mantra weapon.

Zhu Qingan nodded and asked again:

"Senior, do you belong to the Black Wizard Clan or the White Wizard Clan?"

The phantom was slightly stunned, and did not answer this question, but asked back:

"Dark wizard? White wizard?"

Then he seemed to remember something and said to himself:

"They finally turned against each other."

Hearing this, there must be some inside story, but there is no similar record in the sect's information about the Witch Clan.

Is it because the time is too long and the records are incomplete, or is the person in front of me lying?

There was still no movement of the mantra weapon.

But Zhu Qing'an couldn't tell whether the words spoken by the phantom in front of him were true or false.

The witch clan's methods are unpredictable.

It is not surprising that some spells can block magical weapons.

However, the appearance of the Mantra Artifact was much later than this seal. If this was true, then the identity of the phantom in front of him was definitely questionable.

"The monster is coming. Deal with it first. If you have any questions, ask them later."

Fang Xi suddenly spoke, interrupting her thoughts.

The monster is coming.

Zhu Qing'an immediately looked up at the sky.

There was no unusual movement, except that the color of the blood moon seemed a lot lighter than before - probably due to the consumption of the previous blood-colored light pillars.

But she did not doubt this, she just turned her head and asked:

"Where did it come from? The blood moon?"

It is normal to have such speculation. After all, the blood moon itself is made from the heart of a monster and has been contaminated by the monster.

But, unfortunately, I guessed wrong.

Fang Xi shook his head and said:

"The blood moon should only be used to stabilize the coordinate point of the space channel. The exit of the channel should be above the altar, where the space fluctuations are most obvious."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a movement on the altar.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in a place where there was nothing originally, and it quickly grew larger, and could soon be identified based on its outline.

This is a monster.

After the phantom of a monster appeared, more phantoms of monsters followed, and soon the area was completely black.

Seeing this, all the monks present became nervous.

Especially those disciples who were in charge of presiding over the formation, they were quickly making hand gestures to change the coverage of the formation.

The black shadow appeared within the formation.

The protective light shield of the formation changed its shape little by little. Finally, after half an incense stick of time, all the areas where black shadows appeared were excluded from the protective light shield.

After seeing this scene, all the monks present breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Fang Xi said:

"The passage will be opened soon."

The passage was opened just after the formation was modified? Is it a coincidence or...

As soon as this thought came to mind, it was interrupted.

Without the cover of the formation, the Blood Moon seemed to sense the breath of those monsters, and another blood-colored beam of light fell straight down towards the location where the black shadow appeared.

Under the blood color, a transparent film was quickly melted away.

The traces of the monsters became more and more obvious, and after a moment, a huge black hole appeared.

Without any obstruction, the monsters fell one after another like dumplings.

The concealment effect of the formation is very good.

They failed to find their target and could only circle around in confusion.

But this situation did not last long.

When the number of monsters falling into the black hole reaches a certain level, no more monsters will fall out.

At the same time, the blood moon in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and the monsters seemed to have sensed something. They suddenly turned around and knelt in the direction of the black hole, muttering something.

It should be the language of monsters.

The cultivators in the formation could not understand, but just looking at the scene was enough to tell that a powerful demon was about to arrive.

"There won't be any monsters in the God Transformation Stage!"

A disciple who was presiding over the formation could not help but murmur aloud.

The monks all had good hearing, so they naturally heard this, and immediately a disciple spoke up to comfort them:

"We have the formation in place, so what's so scary about becoming a spirit?"

This seemed to reassure most of the cultivators, and the worries on their faces were reduced a little. However, Zhu Qingan was not relieved. She asked Fang Xi:

"Can you sense the aura of the monster in there?"

Fang Xi concentrated for a moment before speaking uncertainly:

"More than a dozen different auras, but they all seem to be Nascent Souls."

No transformation into a god? Somewhat unexpected.

Zhu Qingan was a little unconvinced and said again:

"Could it be that the transformation into a god is still to come?"

Fang Xi did not agree with this. She said:

"The laws of this small world repel the Divine Transformation, and that space channel doesn't look like it can withstand the power of the Divine Transformation."

I wish Qing'an believed this.

After all, it was precisely because the secret realm rejected gods that they did not bring gods in with them. But would the same be true for monsters?

It always feels impossible.

"Is it possible that they do not value this altar?"

A disciple who was in charge of the formation suddenly spoke up.

Zhu Qingan immediately denied it:

"impossible."

According to the phantom, the monsters had discovered this altar tens of thousands of years ago, but they still didn't know what was sealed inside.

But tens of thousands of years have passed without success in breaking the seal.

There is no need to think about it. The sealed object must be very important, not to mention the blood moon made from the monster's heart.

Fang Yue also thought so. She said:

"There must be something missing."

While they were talking, the monsters in the space channel had already come out. They were all monsters with the cultivation level of the perfect Nascent Soul.

There is no deification!

Suddenly, Fang Xi seemed to have thought of something and said:

"I see."

Fang Yue turned around and asked her:

"Know what?"

Fang Xi replied:

"There should be a sleeping monster behind the blood moon. Those monsters are not worshipping the space channel, but the blood moon."