Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Chapter 186 The Sheep: Who exactly are you?!
As everyone looked again, they saw a blood-red tide suddenly rise a hundred meters high on the sea, with thick, blood-like liquid churning in the waves, and strange ripples spreading through the air wherever it passed.

The blood tide crashed towards the sky, exploding into thousands of crimson rays in mid-air, pouring down like a torrential rain.

Those crimson lights were wrapped around shattered magical artifacts, stark white bones, and various kinds of demonic beasts. Some bared their fangs and claws, while others spewed poisonous mist, but they vanished like phantoms the moment they touched a cultivator, unable to cause the slightest harm.

"This is a blood sacrifice illusion from the Demon Gate!"

Tian Yunzi's pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly swung out the whisk from his sleeve, creating a gust of wind that shattered the crimson light rushing towards him.

"Before each activation, the remnants of a dormant ancient spirit will be awakened with the power of blood!"

Before Tian Yunzi finished speaking, the patterns on the surface of the four cyan pillars suddenly lit up, bursting out with dazzling cyan light.

Countless blood-red chains shot out from the cracks, and the cyan chains wrapped around the pillars trembled like dragons roaring.

Lin Che secretly activated the Killing God System and saw countless transparent soul shadows struggling deep within the blood tide. He also saw that the place was filled with white bones.

Before he could get a closer look, a hundred-foot-long, red-eyed dragon suddenly burst out from the blood tide. Its scales were covered with corpses, and what it spewed from its mouth was not flames, but countless fragments of magical artifacts.

These fragments, imbued with sharp sword intent, were deflected by an invisible barrier three zhang away from the group, finally bringing peace to the cultivators present.

At the same time, several elderly men dressed in magnificent robes rushed over. These aged figures were all famous old monsters on Tianyun Star. Their purpose in coming here was to show the younger generation their skills.

But at this moment, upon seeing the extra gust of air and the object within it, they all seemed to have suddenly become tens of thousands of years younger, and rushed out.

Upon seeing the mysterious crimson light appear, the cultivators present could not suppress their greed, and their divine senses surged toward the red aura like a tide.

In an instant, screams echoed throughout the world. Those cultivators who had extended their divine senses had bloodshot eyes, black blood seeping from their ears and noses, and their spiritual energy in complete chaos. Those with weaker cultivation were sent flying backwards, crashing into distant rocks, their fates unknown.

"Fool! This is an ancient restriction!"

Ling Tianhou drew his longsword, a chilling sword intent protecting his body, and said calmly, "Anyone who tries to probe with their divine sense will surely have their soul scattered!"

The Killing God System in Lin Che's sleeve trembled violently, and the runes on the golden token faintly echoed the mysterious totem on the system interface.

At this moment, Lin Che also suppressed the pounding in his heart. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yao Xinghai using a secret technique to stabilize his divine sense. A hint of greed and vigilance flashed in his blood-red eyes.

Tian Yunzi's face was ashen, and his fingers, which were forming hand seals in his sleeve, trembled slightly, clearly as he was also resisting the backlash from the restriction.

Just as everyone was struggling, the runes on the surface of the token suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and the red light waves twisted and surged like living things.

A deafening roar resounded, and the token transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the Demon Spirit Gate, leaving only a faint, lingering pressure in the air.

When everyone opened their eyes again, all that remained on the sea surface, besides the four pillars that still emitted a blue light, were the floating broken magical artifacts and the lingering blood mist.

Ling Tianhou looked indifferently at the twelve swordsmen behind him and said calmly, "The Gate of the Eastern Sea Demon Spirits has been opened. Enter this place quickly!"

The twelve swordsmen exchanged glances and quickly flew towards the entrance in front of them. Tian Yunzi stroked his pale goatee, looked at the people behind him, and slowly said, "You all go in too."

Wang Lin was among them, following the others into the place. At the same time, the disciples of the other old monsters also went in, clearly not wanting the others to be the first to obtain the treasures inside.

After everyone had entered the place, the sect leader of the Great Luo Sword Sect, who was in charge of the place, immediately used his immortal sword to seal the entrance. He would wait until several hundred years later, after the demon spirits of the East Sea had subsided, before letting the group of cultivators leave.

The remaining cultivators looked at each other but did not leave. Clearly, they could also see that the token from before was somewhat unusual and must be that treasure.

Tian Yunzi stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It seems that we did not expect that the third token would appear here."

“The East Sea Demon Spirit opens once every five thousand years. Each time it opens, the disciples inside have five hundred years to undergo trials. Therefore, we agree to gather here two hundred years from now.”

With one hand behind his back and his expression unchanged, Tian Yunzi walked slowly through the arena and said, "When the time comes, we will enter that place again. However, you have all heard about what happened back then, so this time we must be well prepared."

Ling Tianhou snorted coldly and slowly said, "In that case, we'll meet again in two hundred years."

Tian Yunzi stepped into the void, and amidst a ripple, his figure slowly vanished, as if he had never existed.

Ling Tianhou had already left by this time. After all, the Twelve Sword Masters had entered this place, and they only needed to wait for it to open in a few hundred years to allow their disciples' cultivation to advance rapidly.

However, Ling Tianhou may not know that Lin Che, being here, would absolutely not allow the Twelve Swordsmen to leave the East Sea Demon Spirit alive.

The other old monsters exchanged glances. Since things had already come to this point, there was no point in them staying any longer.

It would be better to plan ahead, in case something changes a hundred years from now.

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Inside the East Sea Demon Spirit, Lin Che looked at the space before him with a calm expression. This place was like a world, containing not only oceans but also mountains and exotic lands.

The twelve swordsmen had also parted ways with him, with only Mo Yang remaining by his side. The others had long since disappeared, presumably having been teleported to different locations.

Mo Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the scenery before him, and then said, "Let's go find the others, after all, those guys from the Heavenly Fortune Sect should have been scattered as well."

Lin Che, with one hand behind his back and a smile on his face, replied, "No need, because you can't find anyone else."

Mo Yang turned around with some confusion, looking at the blood-red crystal in Lin Che's hand, and asked with a suspicious expression, "What is this?"

Lin Che shrugged and replied with a smile, "This thing is similar to a detonator. Now that I've arrived inside the East Sea Demon Spirit, the plan can begin."

Mo Yang was still a little confused when she heard this, but when she saw Lin Che resolutely crush the red crystal in his hand, Mo Yang finally realized that something was wrong.

"who are you?!"

(End of this chapter)