Start from Panlong and kill through the heavens

Yunluo and Li En walked side by side, while Luo Tianwu followed closely behind them, his heart filled with fear.

However, Rean and his companion were very strong, and almost none of the ghosts along the way were their match. Soon they passed through the dilapidated temple and arrived at the first main hall.

Inside this great hall was a massive altar and a terrifying ghost king.

The bronze dragon patterns on the dome of the main hall were already covered with cobwebs, and the twelve lapis lazuli pillars cast distorted shadows in the eerie green phosphorescent light.

The Ghost King hovered in the center of the altar, its body, formed from the solidification of countless vengeful spirits, constantly emitting black mist. Seven black iron chains pierced its collarbone, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound with each struggle.

Luo Tianwu's molars trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat slid down his spine and into his collar. Suddenly, the humanoid black mist split open with two scarlet fissures, and as its pupils, more eerie than a blood moon, rolled, fine ice crystals seeped from the blue brick floor of the entire hall.

The soul bone embedded in the Ghost King's chest was trembling violently, with dark purple flames surging from every crack, scorching the damaged murals of the Demon-Subduing Vajra on all four sides.

The stench of rotting flesh mixed with sulfur suddenly filled my nostrils, and the crisp sound of chains snapping exploded in my ears.

The Ghost King's mutilated left arm transformed into a three-zhang-long bone spike that swept across the room. Luo Tianwu staggered backward and crashed into a stone pillar, the intense pain in his back mixed with the damp, cold touch of moss.

The lingering souls wandering among the eaves and brackets suddenly let out a shriek, condensing into a solidified sound wave that crashed into the altar, but shattered into fluorescent blue light fragments when it touched the Ghost King's body, only three inches away.

The six-pointed star array at the bottom of the altar suddenly flickered, and Luo Tianwu's fingertips, which were touching the weapon at his waist, went numb.

The Ghost King raised his head and let out a silent roar, causing the bronze soul-suppressing bell hanging from the dome to shatter, its fragments condensing into a vortex in the eerie wind.

When the first broken bell brushed against his cheek, Luo Tianwu finally saw that what was beating in its chest cavity was not a heart at all, but a blood lotus entwined with blood threads, with dark golden patterns moving across its surface as if they were alive.

Rean and Yunluo attacked simultaneously, one wielding a giant axe and the other a long whip, their two terrifying forces instantly engulfing the Ghost King.

The Ghost King was probably at the level of a nine-star Dou Wang, but he was instantly obliterated by the combined efforts of Rean and Yunluo, leaving only a mournful wail.

After killing the Ghost King, the Blood Lotus inside its body fell out and floated in the air, emitting a faint glow.

"Netherworld Blood Lotus, one of the materials for refining grade eight pills!" Upon seeing this blood lotus, Yunluo couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on her face.

The materials for refining eighth-grade pills have always been extremely precious. Even the Yunluo City Treasury can't produce more than a few. Unexpectedly, they encountered one so soon after entering the temple.

Rean naturally had information about the Netherworld Blood Lotus in his mind, and its preciousness was self-evident. However, it was not very tempting to him. He might be more interested in a real Rank 8 pill, but it was just a material and was of no use to him.

"Keep it." Rean didn't even glance at the Netherworld Blood Lotus on the ground, and continued walking deeper into the area.

"Hehe, Hall Master Chen is indeed very wealthy and generous. Then I won't stand on ceremony." Yunluo put away the Netherworld Blood Lotus with a smile. Only now did she realize how right it was to ask Chen Mu to come along.

As the son-in-law of the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Chen Mu had seen many treasures. Although the Netherworld Blood Lotus was precious, it was not worth the desperate struggle of someone like Chen Mu.

Yunluo assumed that Chen Mu knew he was weaker than her and therefore didn't want to compete for the Netherworld Blood Lotus. She also thought he didn't want to create a rift between them over the lotus, so he voluntarily gave it up. She had no idea that Li En didn't even care for the Netherworld Blood Lotus.

After Yunluo took away the Netherworld Blood Lotus, the two walked side by side again, heading deeper into the temple.

Soon, they arrived at a grand hall, its depths filled with a deathly silence and the smell of rust. Beneath the dilapidated coffered ceiling, where spiderwebs hung from the vaulted ceiling, a hundred-foot-deep pool of blood churned with a viscous, dark red liquid.

The mottled bronze taotie pattern on the pool wall was soaked in blood, and the fangs of the beast's head occasionally glowed with eerie green phosphorescence, making the ghostly blood lotus floating on the water surface appear translucent.

Those eerie lotuses unfurled their serrated petals, each vein pulsating as if alive, sucking up the blood that had settled for millennia.

A nine-sided stone platform stands abruptly in the center of the pool, with the roots of a nine-grade demon lotus piercing through the jade surface and reaching into the earth's veins.

Its lotus petals are dark gold, with fine, snake-scale-like patterns floating on the surface. Whenever the blood pool ripples, the entire plant emits a humming sound similar to the friction of metal.

As the twelve petals open and close in turn, a purplish-black liquid seeps out. When it drips, it condenses into fist-sized crystal beads on the surface of the blood pool, and when it sinks to the bottom, it makes a muffled sound like a baby crying.

Blood mist formed a spiderweb-like pattern on the dome, with occasional dark red arcs of electricity traveling along the chains on the stone pillars. The bone fragments settled at the bottom of the pool were pushed and pushed by the surging waves of blood, crashing against the pool walls with a clear, shattering sound like jade.

The roots of the Netherworld Blood Lotus wove a scarlet net at the bottom of the pool. Whenever the demonic lotus trembled, these vines would spasm and contract, pumping more corrupted spiritual energy into the main stem.

The entire blood pool resembled the organs of some enormous beast, with fresh blood constantly seeping from the cracks along the bronze pool's edge.

The petals at the bottom of the Nine-Rank Demon Lotus suddenly bloomed completely, revealing three amber-colored pupil-shaped lotus hearts in the center. In an instant, hundreds of Netherworld Blood Lotuses turned to the center at the same time, their serrated petals opening and closing wildly, stirring up nine blood-red whirlpools in the pool.

"A ninth-grade demon lotus! It's actually a ninth-grade demon lotus!" Yunluo was completely shocked when she saw the nine-grade lotus. Although she had never seen a ninth-grade demon lotus in person, she had long heard of this top-grade treasure.

If the Netherworld Blood Lotus is just one of the ingredients for refining Rank 8 pills, then the Rank 9 Demon Lotus is the main ingredient for refining Rank 9 pills. The value of Rank 9 pills is so great that even Dou Zun and Dou Sheng would fight over them.

Besides the ninth-grade demon lotus, there were also more than a dozen Netherworld Blood Lotuses in the blood pool before them, all of which were priceless treasures. Even Rean was tempted at this moment.

"Let's do it." Rean said calmly, and then rushed directly towards the Ninth Grade Demon Lotus.

Yunluo, not to be outdone, unleashed her powerful energy and charged towards the blood pool.

Just then, terrifying human faces suddenly appeared in the blood pool, eventually transforming into blood demons that surged madly toward Yunluo and Lien.

Rean and Yunluo unleashed their powerful strength, instantly defeating dozens of blood demons and turning them into a rain of blood that fell into the blood pool. However, the next moment, one blood demon after another emerged from the blood pool.

"Oh no! The Blood Demons in this blood pool are unkillable!" Yunluo exclaimed in alarm. She sensed that the Blood Demons in the pool were being reborn in a continuous cycle; even though many had been killed, they would quickly reappear. (End of Chapter)