h of him. The strange chill could seep into his mind and bones.Qin Sang actually shivered involuntarily, his expression changing slightly.He recalled when he fought the Demon King of the Tied Machine..."Are you hurt, Daoist friend"

Qin Sang noticed that Si Di's complexion was a bit pale, and his heart sank.

Could it be that the two sides have already met and fought a battle

Si Di touched his shoulders and said, "I lost my way from them, but it wasn't because of crime. I encountered a group of blood spirits. I was accidentally scratched by a blood spirit, with evil entering my body. I just took a spiritual pill and am now fine."

"A group of blood souls"

Qin Sang was astonished, "Were the other cultivators also dispersed"

Si Di nodded. "At that time, it was too sudden. We were dealing with a troublesome forbidden spell when suddenly, countless blood souls surged upon us. At first, we didn't know that the blood souls were immortal entities. In a moment of carelessness, we suffered heavy losses. Our formation was disrupted, and we were scattered by the blood souls. We decided to flee separately and regroup at the designated location after escaping danger. I spent a long time evading the blood souls that pursued me before finally shaking them off and seeking treatment."

After a brief discussion, they decided to act together.

On the way, whenever Qin Sang summoned the fat chicken, Si Di was curious, but seeing that Qin Sang was unwilling to explain, he didn't ask further.

center of the basin.

Here is the thickest place of blood mist, as dense as blood. Within the blood mist, two scarlet giant doors stand majestically!

The surface of the giant gate is covered with countless runes, mysterious and enigmatic.

However, the giant gate was now riddled with potholes, even cracks and gaps. Through the fissures in the giant gate, one could faintly glimpse the scenery inside.

Towers stood tall, shrouded in an eerie gloom.

Although there are bound to be signs of collapse and decay, compared to other places, it's considered pretty good.

Before the gate of Giant's Gate, a space had been cleared, with some figures sitting cross-legged. They were all cultivators from the Abyss of Sin, but there was no sign of Qingjun and others.

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Everyone was facing the giant gate, arranged in a fan shape.

Two people are at the front.

A figure clad in a crimson cloak, his face withered and old, is none other than Ye Lao Mo, the infamous demon whose name echoes throughout the Beichen Realm. He is known as the world's foremost master!

Beside him stood a white-haired old man with an ethereal and refined demeanor. He was Tian Zheng Daochang, the headmaster of Hengzong Sect on Cuyuan Star, whose cultivation level was only slightly inferior to Ye Lao Mo's.

They, leading the charge, joined forces to attack the Blood Gate. Their attacks came in a torrent, shaking the Blood Gate incessantly.

"Those fellows from the Two Realms Alliance must have run into the Blood Souls, right Old Ye's mastery of blood magic is truly extraordinary. He used a blood demon avatar to lure them away. These Blood Souls didn't become a problem at all; instead, they helped us execute a strategy of driving tigers and wolves against each other, easily stopping our opponents."

A Nascent Soul cultivator retracted his hand, took a moment to catch his breath, and then turned his head toward the depths of the blood mist. A sinister smile crept across his face.

This person's name is Xuan Si Dao Ren. He wears a spider robe and has sinister eyes and an abnormally purplish-blue lips. He is a demon cultivator.

"Xuansi Dao You said it easily, Ye Lao's this blood demon incarnation is comparable to the cultivation of his original body, not everyone can have it. Only such a powerful incarnation can quietly lead away so many blood souls."

A black-robed old man beside him, also a cultivator of the demonic path, revered Ye Lao Mo immensely. He immediately showered him with extravagant praise.

Even within the Abyss of Sin, there wasn't complete unity. Like the Little Cold Realm, there was a struggle between good and evil. However, this conflict was overshadowed by something more significant.

A righteous cultivator beside him heard this and interjected, "Don't be too happy. There are many masters from the Two Realms Alliance. How long can those blood souls hold them back This Blood Gate is hard to break through. The two fellow cultivators should focus on assisting Daoist Master and Elder Ye in breaking through the gate."

The two people who had just spoken exchanged glances, their faces showing displeasure, but they didn't argue with him. Instead, they began to talk to each other in low voices.

“Last time at the Temple of Sin, we broke through layers of ancient seals and found the demon that was suppressed there. That demon had been tortured beyond recognition. My comrades and I used too much force, and in the end, we only gleaned some fragmented memories from its remnant soul. We gained such significant benefits from this, suppressing other forces. I wonder what kind of harvest we can reap this time!”

The man couldn't contain his excitement, almost bursting with anticipation.

The old man in black robe let out a strange, eerie laugh, his excitement equally unconcealed. “According to that devil, this Blood Prison holds a traitor from the Purple Micro Palace. He must know everything about the Purple Micro Palace! As long as we capture him, all sorts of treasures within the Purple Micro Palace will be ours for the taking. Those old ghosts from the Xiao Han Domain and the Heavenly Alliance - what can they possibly do to oppose us At that time, we'll give them a taste of their own medicine and uproot them completely! How naive they are to think that by operating in the Purple Micro Palace for so many years, they could keep us out.”

As he spoke, the old man in black raised his head and looked through the gap in the blood gate into the room.

"The man from the Hanging Silk Dao let out a chuckle. 'Though Purple Star Palace is good, in my opinion, regardless of those martial arts secrets he has in his head, this person's memories of ancient times are most precious. It would be best to get clear answers from him about how this world became like this. Is there a way to travel through the endless storm and see a wider world beyond This way we won't follow in the footsteps of countless predecessors and die with regret. We must be careful this time, best to capture him alive, and absolutely not repeat last time where we only left behind a shattered soul and some broken memories."

“Xuansi Daoist friend, your ambition is indeed not small. But even if there is a path, where do we have the strength to pass through the endless storm How can we guarantee that we won't get lost in the storm... First, improving our own strength is the most important thing.”

This is an example.

The old man in black robes fired question after question, each one hitting a sore spot.

The man's face looked quite unpleasant.

Seeing this, the old man in black robe quickly stopped talking and changed his tone: "However, it's too early for us to discuss these things. The power of the seal here is not comparable to that of the Temple of Sin. The traitor from Ziwu Palace trapped here will suffer much less torment and suppression. It is unknown how much strength he still has. He is estimated to be more difficult to deal with than the demon. Besides, last time we almost all showed up together, working together, it seemed effortless. This time, the unexpected intrusion of the Moonlight Demon King forced us to divide our troops, leaving Cang Hong and his friends to guard the Tianxing Plateau. The situation has changed, so we need to be careful."

A master of the Suspended Silk Path who could cultivate to such a level naturally wouldn't get angry over just a few words.

Upon hearing the black-robed elder's words, Xuansidao nodded slightly, agreeing with his cautious words. However, his expression did not appear as solemn as the elder's. "The weak power of the seal indicates that this person's cultivation is also low. This place is not an ordinary seal, but a place of punishment similar to the Crime Palace! Ever since we found Blood Lake and began monitoring it, we discovered that every ten years, this person would take advantage of the weak seal to make a disturbance, and the disturbances became weaker each time until over a decade ago, there was no more sound. Ye Lao didn't wait any longer this time, confirming that this person, like that demon, had exhausted his strength before deciding to make a move now"

It wasn't just the two of them who were communicating in secret.

Others, seeing the gap in the blood gate widen, also whispered amongst themselves.

Hearing this, Tianzheng Daochang glanced at Ye Laomo. Seeing Ye Laomo sitting like an old pine tree with a stoic expression, he ignored him and focused on breaking the door.

Yesterday, when I came back, I wanted to take a quick nap first, but I ended up oversleeping. Fortunately, I woke up early.d to notice a five-colored venomous spider stealthily following behind them.The Five-Colored Poison Spider is practically part of the miasma itself. Even if a divine consciousness swept over this plac...