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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百七十六章 千钧一发

Darkness like ink permeated from the nine luminous columns, with a faint howl of a厉 ghost echoing through.

The monks maintaining the central array each held a small black flag in their hands, gently shaking them. None were anything but Core Formation cultivators, yet at this moment, their faces were as pale as corpses due to the exhaustion of their essence energy.

However, they could not afford to wait any longer; just by opening the path to the Indeterminate River, they would earn their merit. Once they obtained the Deva Blood, there would naturally be rewards for them.

As per the old ancestor's words, advancing to Great Sage was no big deal. Such temptation before one’s eyes—any fool wouldn't try!

Although there were nine monks maintaining the central array, the main figure was Blood Red Child. After a few more moments, he opened his eyes and raised his hands high.

Seeing this gesture, the other cultivators seemed to receive a command as they each cast a spell, their flags floating up and entering one of the luminous columns.

The howling wind grew even stronger, the luminous columns expanding significantly, doubling in size. Electric arcs danced on the surface of the columns, crackling incessantly...

Something even more eerie happened; a grotesque ghost face appeared on the surface of the compass-shaped stone.

Not only did it have sharp fangs and tusks, but it had six pairs of eyes that glowed with red light, spreading an aura of bloodiness.

Blood Red Child's face was filled with joy. He stretched out his pale arm, reaching into his waistband to summon a spirit ghost bag.

With a wave of his hand, a sword of light shot forth, slicing through the bag and tearing it open. In the misty ghostly atmosphere, several graceful figures appeared.

All were young women in their twenties, with clear and beautiful faces, but without bodies. They resembled Moonlight, being Core Formation stage ghost spirits.

Though their cultivation was not low, facing a Core Formation cultivator, they had no chance to fight back. Captured by the Luo family, they served as blood sacrifices to open the path to the Indeterminate River.

The fate of these ghost women was unclear, but seeing this terrifying and eerie scene, they screamed in fear, scattering in all directions.

However, such efforts were futile. With so many Core Formation cultivators surrounding them, including the Luo family's old ancestor at the Separation stage, if just a few Core Formation ghost women managed to escape, they might as well buy tofu and end their lives.

"Want to run?"

Blood Red Child's small face twisted into a grotesque expression: "Why bother? It will only make things worse. In my hands, you'll be eaten obediently." He raised his right hand, pointing it forward.

A ghostly hand materialized in the air, grabbing one of the ghost women and passing her to the ghost face on the compass stone.

Despite its grotesque appearance, the ghost face now showed excitement as it opened its mouth, spewing a blood ray that wrapped around the woman's waist, pulling her back into its mouth. It chewed loudly, enjoying the soul essence despite being an incorporeal entity.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the other ghost women were terrified to their core, desperately trying to escape, but in vain. The nine black luminous columns formed a large circle, making it impossible for them to leave.

Their screams and fear were useless; in the cultivation world, survival of the fittest applied. Only strength could decide one's fate. The Core Formation ghost women, caught by a Core Formation cultivator, had no chance to fight back. Within moments, they all became food for the ghost face.

The blood sacrifice was completed, Blood Red Child's face filled with joy. He cast a spell forward and waved his hands while reciting ancient incantations. Then he extended his hand and drew an invisible talisman in front of him. The talisman was about the size of a fist, appearing very strange. It fluttered as it entered the ghost face's forehead.

The ghost face's satisfaction quickly vanished; instead, only pain remained. Its face twisted, its mouth opening wider. Surrounding air blurred into a space crack several feet in diameter.

"Great! Just what I needed!"

Not just other cultivators but even the Luo family's old ancestor couldn't help showing excitement. But before he could finish his sentence, a thunderous sound echoed through the air.

Just as it was crucial, that composite branch broke down. The terrifying spiritual pressure rose to the heavens.

The nine heads were at the Separation stage, and the remaining one cultivator and one monster were all late-stage Core Formation cultivators. With their power, they ranked among the top experts even in the Great Sage realm. Their combined spiritual pressure was suffocating.

"Damn it!" the Luo family's old ancestor was both angry and alarmed. If only he had acted a bit earlier...

A tiny error could lead to a huge mistake. But now, there was no use feeling depressed. This old man was decisive: "Quickly go; I'll hold them off."

With a wave of his sleeve, the sea of dark energy surrounding them condensed into his hands. He shook his shoulder, and the dark energy transformed into a skeletal dragon over a hundred feet long. Even compared to Fire Serpent King's true form, it was insignificant.

Of course, a cultivator’s strength wasn't measured by size; what mattered was that he could effortlessly summon such powerful spells using surrounding cosmic energy. This was the biggest difference between Separation and Core Formation stage cultivators.

If just Fire Serpent King and Green Lotus Hermit were here, their abilities would have easily blocked them. But with nine heads present, they weren't there to watch; this old monster raised his hands as well, gathering cosmic energy around him, which transformed into surging demonic power.

A giant silvery-gray worm crawled in the grayish-black fog. Yes, it was a worm, but its size surpassed that of the skeletal dragon.

Its mouth opened, spewing out greenish-black demon flames.

Seeing the Luo family's old monster blocked by Nine-Headed Old Monarch, Fire Serpent King and Green Lotus Hermit exchanged glances, their essence energy flaring up as they circled around to attack from both sides.

How could the Luo family's old ancestor let them get through: "Youngsters, with me here, you can't pass; it’s suicide!" He waved his sleeve, and two black short swords flew out.

Fire Serpent King and Green Lotus Hermit had no choice but to stop. Placed in another situation, they might have been formidable dominions, but facing a Separation stage old monster, they couldn’t afford any complacency.

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