He who was laughing maniacally to his satisfaction suddenly screamed out. From where he stood, a scarlet, golden, transparent flame suddenly surged out and spread to his illusory body like maggots on his bones. Strands of black smoke floated out.
He could not believe that before this, he did not discover how Ling Yun arranged the flames, and upon their arrival, he did not sense anything amiss. However, he knew that Ling Yun's control over the flames had already reached a superb level.
As the blood-curdling screech faded away, the illusionary body turned into spirals of black smoke, and only a voice filled with hatred could be heard roaring, "You little bastard, This Emperor won't let you off! "Ahh!
When he was chased by the Evil Killing Alliance, he had almost been killed and brought into this place by Duan Hongchen. He brought his crippled body with him and laid down a grand scene, then used a secret technique such as Blood Sacrifice to revive himself.
At such a critical juncture, he had actually almost lost his life to a little phoenix, whose cultivation was merely in the Martial King, and destroyed a strand of its divine will.
You have to understand that he was only barely surviving, and that Duan Hongchen almost shattered his soul when he was beaten up. This consciousness, had slowly recovered after a long period of time, and every strand was extremely precious, so it could be said that the key to his revival, was losing a strand was enough to make his heart ache.
Fortunately, it was only a wisp of telepathic thoughts, and he had already awakened. Although it had some influence on him, it was nothing to the overall situation.
In the center of the Fearful Land was a magnificent mountain range surrounded by mountains. In the valley, a hundred-zhang tall blood-colored mottled ancient tower stood upright. The body of the tower was covered with strange, bloody carvings and had a strange, bloody glow circulating around it.
This wasn't a big valley, but the smell of blood was extremely dense. It turned into blood fog that was about to materialize.
If someone who was proficient in formations was here, they would have recognized the terrain of this place as a formation. The peaks of the formations were connected as one and the eye of the formation was the three hundred meter tall, strange, blood-red ancient tower.
In the depths of an unseen ancient tower, there was a mysterious underground palace. Eighteen giant mottled ancient pillars towered in the underground palace. On them, strange blood-red veined patterns flickered like the meridians of a human.
And in the middle of the eighteen stone pillars, there was actually a floating stone coffin. The eighteen stone pillars each had a blood-red chain that locked the stone coffin three feet from the ground.
The sarcophagus was very ordinary, and could even be said to be roughly made. There were a few clear cracks in it, and it just stood there suspended in the air. There were even speckles of moss on its surface.
The strange thing was, this sarcophagus had been dyed blood-red by the blood, and now it had an eerie and creepy feeling.
However, if one looked carefully, they would see that it was clearly a human shaped groove, as if it was pressed by a person. However, the flesh and blood skeleton was nowhere to be seen, and the only thing that could be seen was a dense collection of cracks that looked like the meridian map of a human body.
In the groove of the human figure, besides those strange cracks, it was also filled with dark red blood. It was simply like a blood pool.
One could see that the blood from the human shaped grooves was pouring endlessly into the stone coffin floating above. As for the stone coffin, it was like a black hole that would never be filled, continuously absorbing the blood in the grooves below.
As for the blood in the groove, it did not decrease at all. One could faintly see blood blisters appearing from the groove corresponding to the location of the heart. It was as if fresh blood had flowed in from there to replenish the groove.