Chapter 698: 297: Let the Virtuous Heart be Grateful: The Fall of the Sect’s Heretical Altar (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3 Chapter 698: 297: Let the Virtuous Heart be Grateful: The Fall of the Sect’s Heretical Altar (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3 Practicing the “Life-Shortening Cultivation Enhancement Skill”, if they only cultivate to the first level, it is possible to enhance a medium-to-high-level Spiritual Root to a high-level one.
In this way, they may still have the hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future.
This matter, under the supervision of Chen Dengming, who currently possesses the power of Heaven Immortal Dao and can observe the years left behind, carries great potential.
If he had had the conditions he has now in earlier years, perhaps Xu Wei would not have ended up in such an unbearable situation.
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Meanwhile,
Within the Four Regions.
In a desolate Immortal Dao Sect, sinister runes are painted all over the walls of the streets.
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The once bustling square in the city is now a sacrificial site filled with the strong smell of blood.
This site is surrounded by banners, with countless withered bones of cultivators hung at the top.
The disgusting blood continuously seeped from the bone marrow, and the ground is covered with streaks of black and yellow hide, brewing a terrifying atmosphere.
At the moment, a rusty long knife, emitting a chilling demonic qi, is inserted on the altar at the center of the site.
A crowd of people with expressionless faces numbly bow down towards the altar, chanting spells that completely cover up the fear and despair in their hearts.
Their eyes are full of superstition and madness, as if they are waiting for some sinister thing.
With their chant, the altar emits a strange energy fluctuation, seemingly emitting from the depths beneath the long knife, chilling people to their bones.
The daylight shining here seems to be much colder.
Suddenly, a few streaks of Spiritual Light flew over, capturing around ten cultivators struggling in a spiritual net, they were thrown onto the altar with a ‘boom’ by a few mysterious cultivators garbed in dark blue robes.
Instantly, the cultivators trapped in the Spiritual Light net rolled around, begging for mercy and howling loudly.
At the sight of this, among the many cultivators kneeling around, some showed even more numb expressions, others looked confused, and still others looked dazed.
However, the few mysterious cultivators who captured the others were full of excitement and anticipation.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, from the altar burst out a dreadfully demonic qi like black smoke, followed by a howling sound like screams of ghosts and wolves.
It was as if hideous demons appeared one by one from the demonic qi, instantly devouring the dozen or so cultivators on the altar.
In just a few moments, the altar accumulated a dozen more sets of skeletons.
The knife hummed and trembled, with even more rust on its blade, and even iron pieces began to peel off layer by layer in the demonic qi.
From the depths of the altar, one could faintly hear the greedy sounds of chewing and sneering.
The cultivators floating in the air observed this and began to excitedly discuss.
“It seems that we’ve captured the right people this time, our demon is very satisfied with these sacrifices.”
“I wonder if this could further expand the power of our demon, infecting followers beyond the Four Oceans…..”
“As long as they are devoted enough, they will feel the demon’s intention, fulfilling our demon’s long-cherished wish…..”
As these few people spoke, their eyes filled with pure demonic intent grew even stronger.
An indescribable demonic power came from this fallen sect, connecting to many other sources in the battered Four Regions, seeming to form a ‘small field’ that amplifies the demonic power, making those in it disoriented, numb, gradually surrendering.
This eerie and strange situation seems to be some sort of ripple, crossing the Four Regions, crossing the silent Sealing Immortal Formation, heading towards the Four Oceans, like — a silent call…
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