I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The alms bowl was pointed at the young master of Nanli, and he began to chant obscure and distorted scriptures.

The young master of Nanli felt his soul tremble violently, his consciousness blurred instantly, and his bloodline power boiled and surged uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his body!

"Silent Extinction... Zen Monastery... You dare..."

His eyes were bloodshot, and he managed to utter a few words before completely losing his ability to resist. He was dragged into the mud by the shadow tentacles and disappeared.

The gray-robed figure put away the alms bowl and glanced in the direction of the cave, where there was a warning array left by the Nanli family, but it was unresponsive at the moment, as if everything just now was an illusion.

His figure flickered, blending into the shadows and disappearing without a trace.

A moment later, a furious shriek came from the direction of the cave. The guards of the Nanli family finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late. Only a few faint traces of chaotic energy with a Buddhist aura remained at the scene...

The same scene unfolded repeatedly in different parts of the Sanctuary, in different unexpected forms.

A female disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, who possessed a keen Daoist mind, was deducing an ancient formation when she suddenly encountered a backlash from the formation. Her mind was injured and she fell into a coma. She was taken away by a kind-hearted wandering cultivator who happened to be passing by, and her whereabouts are unknown.

After a fight that resulted in both sides being severely injured, the rogue cultivator Blood Blade was sought out by his enemies in his healing sanctuary. After the fierce battle, only a strong murderous aura and a strange fluctuation of Buddhist power remained at the scene...

The third phase of Yueyao's Eclipse Moon Plan, like a silent plague, is quietly spreading throughout the Holy Realm, targeting cultivators with special talents or bloodlines.

All these clues, through Yueyao's deliberate arrangement and Anyue's ingenious operation, subtly point to the mysterious and gradually emerging Silent Zen Temple.

The waters of the sacred realm have been completely muddied.

Panic spread, and many forces began to investigate in secret, casting their wary gaze on the areas where the gray-robed ascetics might appear, including the Chaotic Sky Sea.

At this moment, Master Lingxu and the others were not affected.

The wisp of divine consciousness, as fine as the tip of a hair, struggled to traverse the gaps between the runes on the outside of the fortress under the exquisite control of Master Lingxu.

These dark gold runes were not static, but rather flowed and changed in an extremely slow and mysterious trajectory, like the breathing of some living thing.

Every step forward in spiritual consciousness requires a tremendous amount of mental energy from Master Lingxu to simulate and adapt to this changing frequency.

At the same time, one must avoid the Void Erosion Power contained within the runes, which is enough to instantly annihilate the souls of low-level cultivators.

The Green-Faced Fox stood to the side, fully extending her unique life perception, like an invisible, soft net, filtering out the chaotic energy fluctuations around her, and sharing the interference from the environment and other possible life warning signals with Lingxu Zhenren.

Time passed slowly amidst intense tension.

Finally, that wisp of divine consciousness pierced through the outermost layer of the fortress's defenses and entered the interior.

The first thing I felt was not the architectural structure I had expected, but a thick, cold darkness filled with endless resentment and twisted willpower!

Countless tiny, painful fragments of thought washed over this foreign divine consciousness like a tidal wave. These were the remaining marks of the sacrifices whose power and even parts of their soul essence had been extracted!

Lingxu Zhenren remained steadfast in his Dao heart, unmoved, and his divine sense remained firmly anchored in this sea of ​​resentment as he continued to probe inward.

Passing through this layer of resentment, an extremely complex, three-dimensional dark gold array structure appeared ahead.

The formation radiates outwards from something at the center of the fortress, forming countless energy channels that connect various parts of the fortress, especially the cages where sacrifices are imprisoned and the core altar where the extraction and transformation rituals are performed.

Energy flows within it, and Buddhist power and malevolent energy are forcibly twisted into one, mixed with the void malevolent power drawn from the outside world, as well as the essence, soul, and even special bloodline or destiny power stripped from the sacrificial offerings.

This forms an extremely unstable chaotic energy flow, yet it is forcibly constrained by the formation.

And the ultimate convergence point of all this energy points to the very center of the fortress, a point of light that is constantly flashing and surrounded by layers of arrays!

The point of light was only the size of a fist, yet it emitted a strange fluctuation that shook even the most discerning Lingxu Zhenren!

It is not a physical entity, but rather a hole that constantly jumps between reality and nothingness.

The inside of the hole was not dark, but rather presented an extremely deep scene, as if reflecting countless broken stars and distorted bands of light.

A cold, ancient aura, seemingly emanating from the very depths of the world's origin, was seeping out from this hole with extreme subtlety.

Stargate Anchor Point!

A truly forcibly established and initially stabilized anchor point!

Although it is far from forming a stable gateway, its very existence proves that the Silent Zen Monastery has made crucial progress in its schemes in this place!

This anchor point is being continuously nourished by them with various nutrients, slowly growing stronger and more stable!

What surprised Master Lingxu even more was that he vaguely sensed the aura of laws emanating from within this anchor point.

Besides being cold and ancient, it also carries a very subtle sense of destruction and annihilation!

It seemed that the path led not to a resource-rich upper realm, but to a terrifying place filled with the aura of end and destruction!

"Could it be... that what they want to open is not an ordinary stargate, but a passage to some silent Buddhist kingdom or a place of end?"

A chill ran through Lingxu Zhenren's heart.

Just as he was trying to perceive the core law of the anchor point more deeply, the anchor point light spot, which had been flashing at a fixed frequency, suddenly flickered violently without warning!

Immediately afterwards, a suction force dozens of times stronger than before, filled with violence and hunger, suddenly erupted from the anchor point!

boom--!

The dark golden array inside the fortress shone brightly, emitting a hum that seemed unable to bear the strain!

The energy channels connecting the sacrificial cages suddenly became thicker and faster, forcibly accelerating the extraction of the sacrificial power!

"what--!"

A sharp, short scream faintly echoed from the depths of the fortress; it was the final lament of the sacrifices as their life force was drained twice over in an instant.

At the same time, the dark gold runes that were originally slowly flickering outside the fortress suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and began to frantically seize the power of the void in the surrounding chaotic sea of ​​void, even forming several visible gray-black energy vortexes!

The entire fortress was like a ferocious beast that had been awakened, instantly entering a state of frenzied feeding!

"Oh no! The anchor point's energy is unbalanced; it's actively demanding energy!"

Lingxu Zhenren's mind was on high alert. He immediately wanted to sever the probing divine sense and notify Ye Yan and Chiyanhu on the periphery.

But just as his divine sense was about to withdraw, he sensed a cold and vast, eerie thought sweeping across the core of the array inside the fortress, as if it were formed by countless people chanting scriptures!

hum!

Lingxu Zhenren's wisp of divine consciousness was instantly annihilated as if struck by an invisible iron hammer!

Even his own soul felt a sharp pain, he groaned, and his face turned slightly pale!