"Crash!"

As if unable to withstand such a powerful energy, the walls of the Holy Spirit Temple, which had existed for eons, began to peel off in large pieces like an old house that had been damp.

"Crack!"

The clear sound of shattering reached everyone's ears. They felt the overwhelming murderous intent and the terrifying pressure that was enough to make them turn pale!

Zhang Yi and others finally opened the bronze door, then walked in cautiously holding their weapons.

All that remained before his eyes was a huge altar and broken fragments of red energy crystal.

"The breath of the ritual spirit..."

Zhang Yi looked at the fragments and could still feel the remaining energy.

According to his estimation, this piece of sacrificial spirit is many times larger than the one he absorbed at the beginning!

At this moment, a beam of light shot down from above and landed on everyone's heads.

When I looked up, I found that a big hole had been opened in the dome of the Holy Spirit Temple at some point.

And right at the edge of the broken dome sat a three-eyed man with a cold look in his eyes.

He is only about five meters tall, which makes him one of the shorter ones among the Three-Eyed Clan.

His well-proportioned body, without a trace of excess fat, resembles a bodybuilding champion, but his muscles are not exaggerated at all.

It is hard to imagine that a creature can have such a body shape if it has not undergone years of training.

He sat on the high dome, one arm casually draped over his bent knee, staring coldly at the people below.

"He is the new king of Nash Country!"

Zhang Yi stared at him intently and spoke in a deep voice to the others around him.

Everyone felt like they were facing a great enemy. They could feel an extremely terrifying power from this person!

Although he didn't move at all, the energy contained in his body was like a human-shaped ammunition depot that could explode at any time!

Prince Anlit did not continue to look at Zhang Yi and the others, but turned his gaze to the Nash Kingdom below.

At this time, the country of Nash was in ruins. Almost one-third of the city built on the spiral of the abyss was destroyed. The fire ignited by humans was still burning fiercely, smoke was everywhere, and the wailing could be heard here even from a long distance.

Watching his country being destroyed like this, Prince Anlit had no expression on his face, and there was not even any emotion in his eyes.

After he absorbed the power of the sacrificial spirit, he felt that his life level had been completely sublimated.

At this moment, he is as powerful as a god, and has become another kind of transcendent existence.

The life and death of ordinary people, even the death of his own princess and generals, could not hide his own joy.

"So, this is the level of life our ancestors once reached?"

His shoulders suddenly began to shake violently, and the corners of his mouth were almost pulled to the back of his ears, revealing an extremely weird smile.

“It’s really… wonderful!”

When Zhang Yi and others arrived at the top floor of the Holy Spirit Temple, they saw what they wanted to see.

The spirit of the ritual is also here.

The Holy Spirit Temple is a building similar to a purple pyramid or a nine-story demon tower.

But this time, they were a step too late, because Prince Anlit had almost absorbed all the power of the sacrificial spirit.

Looking at the remaining fragments on the ground, Zhang Yi quietly collected them while everyone else's attention was on Prince Anlit.

Although there is not much remaining energy, it is still worth researching if we take it back.

He wanted to see how the sacrificial spirits of the Nash Kingdom differed from those under the dragon veins of the Qinling Mountains.

"Damn it, I'm still late! In the end, all my efforts were in vain!"

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