Fairy, I am truly a virtuous gentleman!

"Hey, isn't it done yet?"

The woman in the pink dress suddenly turned her gaze and said softly.

Her voice was clear and melodious, carried by the breeze to others' ears like a kitten scratching its paw, making them feel itchy.

However, faced with such a beautiful and alluring woman, Song Wennian trembled, suppressing his nausea, and forcefully inserted the severed limb in his hand into the crevice.

puff.

A sound like something swirling a thousand times in a thick liquid rang out, and blood and flesh splattered, landing on Song Wennian's blood-stained sleeve.

Don't misunderstand, it's not his blood, it's his fellow disciples' blood.

Suppressing his fear, Song Wennian tried to speak calmly, "Soon, almost done."

As he said this, he glanced in a certain direction, and the sight of blood everywhere made him feel despair once again.

This grand gathering of all Dharmas includes teams from five sacred cultivation sites: Qingmi Sect, Taiyi Sword Sect, Chiming Sect, Huangquan Sect, and Hehuan Sect.

After entering the Crimson Abyss, the Hehuan Sect members, under Song Wennian's suggestion and organization, decided to act together to eliminate the Yin Spirits and obtain the Heavenly Soul Spring, which would be more efficient.

Because of the characteristics of the Hehuan Sect, its disciples are particularly skilled in combined attack techniques.

However, not long after leaving the Great Luo Cloud Boat, the evil spirit hidden among the group finally stopped hiding and revealed its true form, slaughtering everyone except Song Wennian in one fell swoop.

The reason Song Wennian was kept around was simply because the demoness was too lazy to lift a finger, so she made him do the hard labor of building an altar.

The remains of the other disciples were used as materials.

Such brutal behavior made even Song Wennian, a member of the demonic path, feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But in order to save his life, he agreed.

Looking at the bloody and grotesque altar before him, with its limbs as pillars, bones as a frame, and sausages as filling, Song Wennian's heart tightened.

He didn't know what this enchantress was up to, but he knew that the moment to decide his fate had arrived.

"Junior Sister Wang..."

Song Wennian braced himself and continued to address her as "Junior Sister," hoping to build a closer relationship. Then, he cautiously said, "The altar is complete."

The girl in the pink dress instantly lost her drowsiness and replaced it with a lively expression as she jumped down from the large rock.

"Heave-ho!"

She gracefully patted her hips, put her hands behind her back, and looked around the altar of flesh and blood like an innocent girl.

Then, with a charming smile, she praised Song Wennian, "Very good, well done. As a reward, I'll spare your life."

"Thank you, Junior Sister Wang! Thank you, Junior Sister Wang!"

Song Wennian was overjoyed.

Why didn't he resist?

Isn't this the glimmer of hope we're after?

Although he had not relaxed his vigilance at all, he was still pessimistic and felt that the chances of survival were less than 10%.

Even if it's just to live a little longer, he's willing to kneel down, because this is the Crimson Abyss, where those who die unexpectedly are not reincarnated and are condemned to eternal damnation.

In hindsight, Song Wennian made the right bet!

As for why they didn't fight to the death, it was because this demoness was too strong. Song Wennian hadn't even seen how she made her move before he was the only one left in the team.

Those fellow disciples didn't even have time to activate the golden seal bestowed by Master Xu Yuan!

How could he possibly resist such tactics?

They are not even on the same level.

As fellow cultivators at the Divine Palace Realm, I had only ever seen such a sense of oppression from afar among the few Dao Child candidates within the sect and the direct descendants of some Supreme Elders.

Song Wennian slowly retreated, standing at a distance. He dared not escape without obtaining permission.

For people like this, who are capricious and unpredictable, the best approach is to do nothing and adapt to the situation.

Sure enough, the woman in the pink dress smiled with satisfaction when she saw that Song Wennian did not flee immediately.

She ignored Song Wennian and walked to the altar on her own, reciting a spell.

"The Three Spirits and Three Transformations: the first is the cauldron, the second is the great medicine, and the third is all living beings. We respectfully invite the Great Medicine Master of the Wheel of Destruction."

In an instant, wisps of blood energy were drawn from the flesh altar, then intertwined again, transforming into a continuously rotating funnel-shaped cloud of blood.

Its appearance was terrifying, with evil spirits lurking around, and hissing and screaming sounds could be heard.

Countless terrifying, delirious words lingered in the air.

Blood River, Crimson Moon, Purgatory...

Its chaotic and disorderly, distorted and bizarre nature made Song Wennian, a disciple of the Demonic Sect's holy land, secretly alarmed and felt bitter and uneasy.

I only wanted to come to this grand gathering of myriad laws to earn some resources for cultivation, but why do I feel like I'm about to get involved in a huge event?

Speaking of which, the title "Great Venerable Medicine Master of the Wheel of Annihilation" sounds familiar...

Suddenly, a golden light shone brightly.

Immediately, a majestic and holy voice resounded.

Where is Ying Si?

The woman in the pink dress knelt down and said in a clear voice, "Your disciple is here."

Judging from the imposing manner of the arrival, Song Wennian was wondering if the newcomer was some powerful figure from the righteous path when he heard—

"Where is the physical vessel you sought for me?"

Song Wennian's body stiffened, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Sure enough, when he looked at the enchantress, he saw that she was also looking at him with a smile.

"Here it is."

Song Wennian turned to flee, but a golden light shot out and instantly caught up with him, piercing the back of his head.

thump.

Song Wennian's body collapsed to the ground.

Ying Si cried out and hurriedly ran over, picking up a stone and throwing it at the back of the other person's head.

"Master, Master, are you dead?"

Ying Si's eyes widened, as if she were very nervous.

Then, a head suddenly popped out from Song Wennian's neck.

"Hehe, just wishing you good luck every day. Don't worry, even if you die, I won't die."

The man was young, with a sinister air about him, and without a single hair on his head, he was a bald monk.

Ying Si looked disappointed. "Is that so? I was waiting for you to die so I could inherit your legacy... no, your mantle."

She covered her mouth, gave an embarrassed smile, and quickly changed her words.

The head monk didn't blame him, and with a chuckle, Song Wennian's body began to move, and he stood up by pushing himself up with his hands.

At this moment, Song Wennian's own face also changed to that of a young monk, but his face was solemn and sacred, with his eyes closed.

The young monk with two heads looked at Ying Si with the head on his back.

"Hey, this body has a pretty good foundation. Where did you find it, my disciple?"

Ying Si smiled shyly, stood up, and moved backward in small steps.

"This person seems to be...someone from the Hehuan Sect."

The young monk's eyes widened in shock.

"Which Hehuan Sect?"

Ying Si's eyes darted around.

"That Hehuan Sect."

The monk, his eyes blazing with fury, hurriedly picked up the eyes from the ground and haphazardly stuffed them back in for a long time before finally managing to put them back in. Then he immediately began to curse loudly.

"Fine, fine, so this is how you treat your master? If I hadn't picked you up from the Abyss and awakened your intelligence, you wouldn't be who you are today."

Is this how you repay me? Constantly accumulating negative karma over me, when will I ever become a venerable immortal?!

Ying Si spread her hands, rolled up her hair, and looked completely innocent.

"It's true that we should repay kindness, but no one says how we have to repay it. We're the Demonic Sect, so of course it has to be different."