Not long after, a seal appeared in front of Wutian and the others. Inside the seal, there was a pitch-black passageway.
At the end of the tunnel was the secret chamber where the bloody altar was located.
Wutian had entered this place when he first came to the Central Brilliance Continent. At that time, he needed an Unlocking Talisman to enter. Now, he only needed to use his soul power to break the restriction.
Everyone here already knew about Wutian's identity as a restriction master, so they weren't too surprised.
After passing through the restriction and entering the tunnel, the group didn't stop and soon arrived in front of a closed stone door.
Staring at the stone door for a moment, Wutian was overwhelmed with emotions. Back then, he and Lil 'Brat stumbled upon the Great Confucian Empire's plan here by accident. That was why everyone was prepared and survived.
However, Wutian still couldn't forget that battle.
That was because Di Tian died in that battle.
With a wave of his sleeve, a majestic power surged out. Accompanied by a deafening rumble, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a huge stone chamber.
The eight of them stepped in one after another and looked around curiously.
Wutian was the same. Last time, he peeked through the crack of the door and could only see a corner. Now that he saw the whole stone chamber, he was speechless.
As expected of Sikong Lie's method, the stone chamber and the bloody altar were exactly the same as the stone chamber below Hell City.
Gongsun Haoshu walked around the bloody altar and said in surprise, "We can go to the Absolute Yin Ruins by opening this altar?"
Wutian nodded.
Hearing that, Gongsun Haoshu's eyes lit up.
Wutian shook his head and said, "I advise you not to think too much. The conditions to open this bloody altar are very harsh. The first time you open it, you need the blood of 10 ancient species that are above the Divine Transformation Realm and the blood of 100,000 ordinary demonic beasts. The second time you open it, you need 10 times more. The third time you open it, you need 100 times more. After three times, the altar will self-destruct."
Hearing that, except for Gu Tian, the others didn't look too good.
What did 10 times mean? What did 100 times mean?
No one dared to imagine it.
In reality, Wutian was also quite confused after learning about this from Demon Emperor Shun Tian.
Why were the conditions to activate the blood-colored altar that led to the Absolute Yin Ruins and the blood-colored altar that led to the City of Darkness different?
In the end, Demon Emperor Shun Tian explained to him that Sikong Lie had set up restrictions because the Absolute Yin Ruins were too dangerous.
Just thinking about it, opening it a second time required 100 Divine Transformation realm ancient descendants as well as the blood of a million ordinary monster beasts. This was an extremely difficult condition to complete and was enough to shatter the desires in many people's hearts.
Not to mention opening it a third time.
"Hu!"
Gongsun Haoshu took a deep breath and finally calmed himself down. He asked, "Since you are planning this, you must have prepared the ferocious beasts to open the altar, right?"
The first thing the five super forces did after they emerged was to send people to inquire about the major events that had happened in the five continents in the past tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, everyone knew that the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Great Confucian Empire had activated the sacrificial altar.
Wutian nodded and took out 10 mustard seed bags from his mustard seed bag.
The mustard seed bags contained the blood of 100 ancient descendants as well as the blood of a million ordinary monster beasts.
Only the ruler of the Dragon God Mountain Range, Demon Emperor Shun Tian, could afford such a huge sum.
However, Wutian knew that this was Demon Emperor Shun Tian's limit.
Although the Dragon God Mountain Range was the base camp of the demonic beasts, it would take tens of thousands of years or even longer to accumulate such a large number of demonic beasts. For this plan, Demon Emperor Shuntian had paid a huge price.
In fact, Demon Emperor Shun Tian's purpose was very simple. Firstly, he listened to the ancestor, the Flood Dragon Emperor, and helped Wutian.
Secondly, the nine heaven-defying battle constitutions would only be a scourge if they were left in the five continents. Instead of harming the living beings in the five continents, it was better to throw them into the Graveyard of Gods and Demons to harm the mutated creatures.
It also meant that after this, it was almost impossible to use the sacrificial altar to enter the Ultimate Yin Ruins again. They would have to wait for the opening of the Demon Gate 800 years later.
As for the key items to open the Demon Gate, the nine Ultimate Yin Tokens, Demon Emperor Shun Tian and the Great Venerable had already started looking for them.
Ou Xiaomu said impatiently, "Then open it quickly. The battle intent in my body is already restless. I only hope that this trip to the Graveyard of Gods and Demons won't disappoint me too much."
The rest of them were the same. Their eyes shone brightly as their battle intent soared!
Wutian had activated the blood-colored sacrificial altar more than once. Naturally, he was familiar with it. Soon, streaks of blood-colored radiance rose from the blood-colored sacrificial altar.
Looking at the indifferent Gongsun Haoshu and the rest, Wutian shook his head. He knew that if he didn't go in first, these people would definitely not go in. Without any hesitation, he stepped out and landed on the blood-colored sacrificial altar.
Gu Tian was the second. When the ruins opened last time, he also went in to train. Thus, he knew that there was nothing wrong with the blood-colored sacrificial altar.
Seeing this, Gongsun Haoshu and the rest looked at each other and stepped on the blood-colored sacrificial altar one after another. Soon after, their figures faded and gradually disappeared without a trace.
The Seven Great War Bodies, a long battle, had just begun.
Not long after Wutian and the rest disappeared, two figures appeared in the sky above the ruins of Asura City.
If Wutian were here, he would recognize them at a glance. One of them was Xian Bitong from the depths of Wu Mountain, while the other was the mysterious Divine Aura.
The two looked at each other from a distance. After a long while, Xian Bitong's heavenly voice rang out, "Aren't you going in?"
"I still have things to deal with. I will go in 800 years. What about you? Why don't you go in? "Divine Aura said with a faint smile. If one listened carefully, one would discover that her voice carried a trace of unresolvable sorrow.
"Me? I also have things to deal with, "Xian Bitong said faintly.
From the woman's expression, Divine Aura could see the same helplessness and sorrow as him. It seemed that this woman was also a person with a story.
Divine Aura smiled at Xian Bitong and said, "Then let's meet here in 800 years. Goodbye!"
Just as Divine Aura turned around, Xian Bitong's eyes flashed and she asked, "Are you one of the Nine Heaven-defying Battle Bodies?"
"Ah! The Nine Heaven-defying Battle Bodies are just a title given by the world. It doesn't matter whether I am or not. What matters is that only by controlling one's own fate can one live freely. "
Divine Aura didn't stop. She stepped into the air and left, leaving behind a soft sigh that reverberated between heaven and earth for a long time.
"Yes! Without a free life, what's the use of having a strong battle body? If I had to choose, I would rather be an ordinary person. At least when I have nothing to do, I can accompany the person I like and watch the sunset and the morning glow. "
Xian Bitong sighed faintly and turned into a streak of light, flying toward the sky. She wasn't heading toward Wu Mountain, but the North Black Continent.
…
On the first level of the Extreme Yin Ruins, in the Blazing Mountain Range.
This was the place where Wutian, Han Tian, Di Tian, and more than a dozen Saints fought against the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Great Confucian Empire.
In that battle, the Blazing Mountain Range was almost razed to the ground, and not a single blade of grass grew.
However, after all these years of recuperation, the dilapidated land was now covered with green vegetation.
Looking at this familiar land, a strong sense of sorrow quickly swept through his heart, and he couldn't stop it. Wutian said without turning his head, "You guys go first! We will meet at the Demonic Tower in a month. Also, do me a favor and don't hurt the Tantai Tribe, Nanshan Tribe, and Icy Tribe. "
Whoosh!!!
Without saying anything, Ou Xiaomu and the others turned into streaks of light and disappeared in different directions.
"The dead can't be revived. Benefactor Wutian, please restrain your grief. Amitabha." Gu Tian put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, then left slowly.
"Restrain my grief?" Wutian muttered to himself.
He wanted to forget everything that happened back then, but he couldn't. It was like it was branded in his soul, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried.
Wutian landed on the ground and walked towards the end of the land step by step, recalling the past.
Back then, in order to save everyone and eliminate the last threat, Di Tian didn't hesitate to trigger the power of laws and send down the Heavenly Tribulation, destroying himself.
Wutian couldn't forget Di Tian's righteousness, his fearlessness, and his friendship.
Zhang Shi killed Luoyan, the daughter of the Azure Sect's Sect Master, in a fit of rage. He even burned his essence blood to trigger the will of thunder, becoming one with the heavenly thunder, and fought the raccoon to the death.
The Fire Kirin's mournful roar and its bean-sized eyes still lingered in Xiao Chen's mind.
Han Tian, Big Dipper, and Divine Aura faced the incomparably powerful Fire Luan, Meteorite Turtle, and other Descendants without any fear. He couldn't forget the scene of him fighting in the blood.
He couldn't forget Qu Lulu's bright red face when her head was scratched by the Fire Luan and her despair when she was swallowed by the giant python.
There were too many things that Wutian couldn't forget.
Unknowingly, his face was already covered in tears.
After an unknown period of time, he stopped in front of a lake.
He clearly remembered that day when the rain poured down and the Heavenly Tribulation roared, leaving behind an indelible sinkhole. The rainwater gathered and turned the sinkhole into a lake.
Wutian still remembered that after the Heavenly Tribulation, when Di Tian emerged from the lake, everyone was so happy. However, when they found out that he was dead and had no vitality left, everyone was so sad and angry. They stood in the storm and roared in grief.
He just stood by the lake and didn't say a word. He looked at the clear lake water and the sky reflected on the lake's surface. In a trance, he saw Di Tian's figure in the lake's reflection. It was still so ethereal, so quiet, and so amiable.
Time slowly passed. His tears had dried, but his heart was still the same.
On the tenth day, when the sun was setting in the west, Wutian left this place that made him sad.
Under the setting sun, his young figure was elongated. In the gentle breeze, his long hair fluttered in the air, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked desolate and lonely … …
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