Zhang Yuexing had already flown near the Heavenly Spear, the blood-red Spiritual Power spreading beneath his feet, falling into the Netherworld Pool, and the blood within the pool surged up, forming yellow water pillars winding around the Heavenly Spear in circles.
Each circle of the Netherworld water pillars gradually spread out, the circular sacrificial formation complex and eerie, slowly rotating around the Heavenly Spear as if it was wrapped in layers of rings.
In each layer of rings, dozens of wraiths were sealed within the formation, desperately trying to escape from the Netherworld Formation, but there was no possibility of escape. The more they struggled, the stronger the aura of the formation beca.
The entire hall was filled with a heavy stench of blood.
The sacrificial formation had been activated!
Zhang Yuexing was already waiting for Xiang Beifei’s offering!
Xiang Beifei looked at the old man before him.
He didn’t know the old man’s na, the system interface displayed nothing but static, showing no information, no na, no identity, no clues.
All he could ascertain was that the old man was only at the ridian Opening stage, had not cultivated a soul, and after being tortured for decades, bled for decades, was nearly at the end of his strength.
Kill the man, grind the blood and bones, pour into the Netherworld Pool.
For Xiang Beifei, this was simple.
For the old man, it seed like a release.
Xiang Beifei pressed his lips tightly together.
The old man on the ground curled up, as if regaining consciousness. Free from the vines’ control, he gradually beca aware, his face pale, with barely any breath.
He slowly opened his eyes, muddy and aged, lacking any luster, but still, he saw Xiang Beifei, saw the extrely sacred-looking Moon God Race mber standing before him.
"You cruel races, you will pay the price sooner or later!"
Not knowing where he gathered the strength, the old man slowly spoke.
His voice was weak, like he was speaking with breath, extrely hoarse, yet every word was so clear.
"You slaughter our race innocently, suppress our Human Race, but our Human Race will never perish. When our Human King returns, you will pay with blood!"
The old man’s vacant eyes fixed on Xiang Beifei, as if he had never lost hope, looking at the Moon God Race in front of him with anger but also an indescribable calmness, death ant nothing to him.
Xiang Beifei’s heart was pinched.
His clenched fist had nails dug into the flesh.
The Human King?
He felt unsettled in his heart.
"Fei Wen, what are you dawdling for? Quickly kill this old animal! I need to construct a new layer of formation." Zhang Yuexing maintained the formation in the air, shouting without turning his head.
Xiang Beifei remained silent, a white light shone in his hand, like a sharp blade, slowly approaching the naless old man.
But the old man was unafraid, as if he was long accustod to such a life of threats, clear on what awaited him. The more the sacred white light approached him, the calr he appeared.
"You kill one of us, yet there will still be thousands who will stand against you under the lead of the Human King!" he said.
"You’re right."
Xiang Beifei slowly crouched down, his eyes quietly watching the old man.
He had no choice.
He had to do this.
Slosh!
The white light in his hand transford into a sharp blade, plunging forcefully into the old man’s heart!
The frail body of the old man trembled violently!
But no blood flowed from him.
For his blood had long since run dry.
The old man’s expression did not change, his deanor remained calm.
Streams of white light emanated from his body, which started to shatter like a porcelain statue, enveloped by a cluster of white light.
Xiang Beifei lowered his head and stood.
The Spiritual Power in his hand swirled up that cluster of white light, within it faintly visible pieces of blood and bone fragnts.
"Hurry up!" Zhang Yuexing shouted.
Xiang Beifei, with an expression of indifference, tossed the white light upwards!
Splash!
Countless blood and bone fragnts flew towards Zhang Yuexing in the sky, his Spiritual Power subtly guiding them into the formation under his feet.
As the Netherworld waters devoured the blood and bone, they refined a new layer of formation, rging into the Heavenly Spear.
Having consud that mass of flesh, the robust body of the Heavenly Spear emitted a series of deep hums, the aura seemingly more turbulent, as if a profound aura was slowly circulating.
The formation in the Netherworld unexpectedly burst forth with black and white light.
The strangest thing was, these two strands of black and white aura separated, beginning to slowly rotate around the Heavenly Spear, containing a peculiar Dao intention.
At this mont, the Heavenly Spear rotated, revealing a gap!
The gap was not too big, at least compared to the kiloter-long giant spear, it was only about half a ter deep, as if the spear shaft was bitten by so sharp object, with clear tooth marks!
And it was this gap that made the Heavenly Spear extrely strange.
Just as the black-and-white aura emanating from the Netherworld Pool spiraled onto this gap, it burrowed inside, as if sothing was sensed, the shaft’s trembling speed increased.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Zhang Yuexing noticed this anomaly, suddenly brightening his eyes, extrely surprised!
"This is... Where did the Dao intention co from? How could the Heavenly Spear emit such strong Dao intention this ti?" Zhang Yuexing exclaid in shock.
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