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In the dark night, on a small path at the easternmost end of the secret realm, hundreds of monks in blood-black robes were moving forward quickly.

"Speed ​​up! We're almost there!" Feeling the increasingly dense demonic energy around him, a hint of fanaticism flashed in Mo Kui's bloodshot eyes.

In the Demonic Abyss, the dark purple miasma lingers all year round, swirling and twisting like an evil ghost.

The cliffs around it are jagged and rugged, like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws. Dark, sticky liquid seeps out from the cracks in the rocks from time to time, emitting a foul odor.

From the abyss, there were faint shrill roars and strange low moans, as if countless wronged souls were struggling in pain.

The strong wind roared past the mouth of the abyss, making a sharp sound, like the devil's laughter. Occasionally, a few blood-red lights flashed by from the bottom of the abyss, disappearing in a flash, but making people shudder.

It was as if pairs of malicious eyes were peeping at the outside world in the darkness, luring those reckless intruders into this endless place of horror.

"Captain Mokui, is this really the Demonic Abyss that seals the Snake Demon General?"

The demon bull widened its eyes and looked at the eerie and strange environment around it, which was filled with strong demonic energy, in astonishment. A trace of fear rose involuntarily in its heart.

You must know that as a demon cultivator, he had experienced countless bloody, terrifying, weird and bizarre scenes in his daily life, but at this moment, facing this mysterious demon abyss, he felt an unprecedented fear.

It felt like an invisible pair of hands were tightly gripping his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

How could he not be surprised and astonished by such an unusual reaction?

"That's right, this is where the Snake Demon General is sealed! After we successfully rescue him, the strength of all of us will surely increase by leaps and bounds! Hahahaha..."

Mo Kui laughed crazily, and his laughter echoed in this dark and silent space, sounding particularly harsh.

Then, he waved his hand without hesitation, leading the group of demon servants behind him and moving resolutely towards the deeper part of the Demon Abyss.

Everyone walked cautiously along the winding road, holding tightly in their hands the blood plate that emitted a faint glow, and staring intently at the direction it indicated.

Not long after, a dilapidated ancient altar suddenly appeared in their sight.

The altar was completely black, covered with traces of erosion by time and various strange and bizarre rune patterns.

A smell of decay and decline hits you in the face, making you feel creepy.

"You wait here for a while." Mo Kui stopped, turned around and glanced coldly at the demon servants behind him, and ordered in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his legs, leaped high like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he landed steadily in the center of the altar.

He raised his right hand with a serious expression and gently stroked the storage ring on his left ring finger.

In an instant, a faint light flashed, and in his hand appeared a bottle that was as black as ink and exuded a hint of coldness.

He held the black bottle carefully, as if it contained an invaluable treasure.

Then, he slowly unscrewed the bottle cap, and a pungent smell of blood immediately hit his face.

However, he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he poured the blood-purple blood in the black bottle into the deep groove in the center of the altar without hesitation.

As the blood was poured in, the originally calm altar suddenly began to tremble violently, emitting a low and heart-shaking roar: "Boom boom boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling blood-purple light gushed out from the inside of the altar, shooting straight into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

The blood-purple light spread rapidly, blending with the intricate array patterns on the altar.

The blood flowed rapidly along the veins, and wherever it went, it shone with a strange light, just like a group of nimble little snakes dancing and playing.

In the blink of an eye, the area within a radius of several miles was shrouded in a thick, indissoluble purple fog, making it impossible to see what secrets were hidden within.

At this moment, a hoarse and fearful voice came from below the altar:

"Blood! I need more blood! Ah! Give me more blood!"

The sound was like the roar of evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell, or the wailing of lonely ghosts in the wilderness in the middle of the night, which was creepy.

At the same time, an extremely powerful and terrifying air wave suddenly swept over, blowing sand and rocks around and swaying the trees.

After hearing the horrible sound and feeling the terrifying air wave, the demon servants standing nearby turned pale and trembled all over.

They looked at what was happening in front of them in horror, their feet seemed to be nailed down and they couldn't move at all.

Some people dared not even breathe, fearing that any movement would bring about death.

Faced with such a horrifying scene, Mo Kui was not afraid at all.

His eyes flashed with madness, and he turned his head abruptly, shouting at the group of frightened demon servants behind him:

"What are you afraid of, you cowards! Hurry up and take out the blood you have collected and help our great snake demon general break free from his bonds!"

Looking at Mo Kui's appearance at this moment, the fear deep in the hearts of those demon servants surged like a tide, one wave higher than the other.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, their faces turned pale as paper, and they did not dare to hesitate for a moment. They rushed to pour all their blood and sweat into the center of the altar.

"Not enough! Not enough! I need more blood!"

That voice full of deterrence and terror rang in everyone's ears again, as if it came from the evil ghost of the Nine Nether Hell, which was creepy.

Hearing this voice, Mo Kui was stunned for a moment, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, but he quickly reacted and turned his head to look at the direction of the hundreds of demon servants at the edge of the altar.

Mo Kui frowned, his eyes revealing anxiety and uneasiness. Then, he turned his head sharply and shouted at the group of demon servants:

"What are you idiots still doing standing there? It is your greatest honor to be able to sacrifice your blood for the Serpent Demon General!"

After saying that, Mo Kui danced his hands rapidly, and black light shot out from his fingertips, continuously pouring into the altar, trying to maintain the normal operation of the altar.

At the same time, his cold and ruthless eyes were always fixed on the demon servants, as if he would kill anyone who dared to disobey his orders without hesitation.

Feeling Mo Kui's sharp and fierce gaze, the demon servants couldn't help but shudder.

This was the first time they had seen Mo Kui with such a terrifying expression. The murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, as if he wanted to devour the person.

They knew very well that if they did not obey Mo Kui's orders at this time, death would surely be waiting for them.

So, under the threat of death, the demon servants no longer cared about anything else and rushed desperately to the sky above the altar.

They gritted their teeth and slashed their arms with the sharp blades. In an instant, bright red blood gushed out like a flood, flowing continuously into the groove below.

As more and more blood was poured in, the entire altar began to vibrate violently, and the air around it was stirred into strong whirlwinds that swept past with a roar.

"Hahaha! My Ghost Snake will finally see the light of day again! You bunch of overestimating Divine Mystical cultivators, you think you can seal me with your meager cultivation? That's simply wishful thinking! Hahaha!"

The snake demon who had been sealed for a long time suddenly felt that his own strength was gradually recovering and was about to break out of this damn cage. His excited laughter resounded throughout the space.