Yang Lin's voice seemed to come from all directions. It complemented the eerie glow of the flames, making the place even more eerie and terrifying.
"Yang Lin, get out here!" someone shouted angrily.
Judging from the current situation, it was obvious that something was wrong.
"Don't be hasty. I'm not done yet." Yang Lin's voice sounded again. "The fire of heaven and earth here isn't the fire of earth. It's a fire of heaven. It's a bit incomplete, but it's still a fire of heaven."
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat when they heard that. They couldn't help but feel excited.
A fire of heaven!
Even if it was an incomplete fire of heaven, it was still more valuable than a fire of earth.
Moreover, as long as they could find a fire of earth and devour it, they would be able to make up for it.
Chen Zong kept looking around, not missing a single spot. However, he didn't find anything special.
"I needed your consent to bring you here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to do it if you'd resisted." Yang Lin seemed to be talking to himself. "Fortunately, most of you agreed. Only one of you wanted to back out. I was lucky enough to act in time to bring you here. Enjoy yourselves from now on."
His voice fell silent as if it had never been heard. However, everyone had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Whoosh!
The ten lamps on the ten walls burned fiercely as if they had been doused with oil. The decagonal floor shook and cracked open in the center. A decagonal altar slowly rose from the ground. The eerie, chilling aura grew thicker and thicker, making everyone's hearts palpitate.
"What the hell is this place?"
Everyone panicked.
"Don't panic. Break the wall." A steady voice sounded. Powerful spiritual energy gathered and exploded in an instant, forming a shocking punch. It smashed into one of the walls with earth-shattering force.
Break the wall and get out of here.
With a boom, the punch shattered the wall. However, the wall remained unscathed. Only the shockwave from the punch continued to sweep away.
This scene immediately caused the fist fighter to become sluggish.
How was this possible?
He knew full well the power of his punch. How could a mere wall block it? It would have been fine if it had blocked it, but it didn't even leave a mark.
"Don't waste your energy. You won't be able to break the wall." Yang Lin's voice sounded again. There was a hint of schadenfreude in his voice. There was no trace of his previous warmth.
However, the crowd refused to believe it. They unleashed all their strength and bombarded the wall continuously. However, they were unable to cause any damage to the wall.
Chen Zong struck out with his palm. His palm print was as big as a mountain, condensing an astonishing amount of heat. It was the Burning Mountain Palm.
This palm had the strength of a low-level Half-Saint.
Boom!
The Scorching Mountain Palm directly bombarded the wall, creating an astonishing sound. The incomparably terrifying Qi wave was incomparably hot, as if it could burn everything. It then vibrated and rushed out, creating layers of ripples.
The wall seemed to tremble slightly, and a dull sound spread out. A shocking force made Chen Zong's hand go numb.
Chen Zong raised his hand and looked at the wall. It was also intact, which shocked him.
Even a Grade Seven Spirit Artifact would be shattered by this palm strike. Even a Grade Eight Spirit Artifact would not be able to withstand it and would be damaged. However, this wall was actually undamaged.
"I've said it before, don't waste your energy," Yang Lin's annoying voice rang out again.
Suddenly, a strange change occurred. The rising decagonal altar opened, and a figure sitting cross-legged slowly rose up.
Chen Zong glanced over and stared at the figure. He saw that the figure was covered in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. It seemed that there was darkness under the face.
However, from the outline of the black robe, it could be seen that the figure was very thin, as if he was only skin and bones.
A cold and deathly aura constantly diffused from the figure sitting there. It was as if a deathly cold wind was blowing, causing the crowd to tremble unconsciously.
"Kill him," another person roared. He immediately changed his target and attacked the figure sitting there.
Perhaps, the source of all this was here.
Boom!
The power of the blow was astonishing. It instantly bombarded the figure sitting there, as if it could shatter the figure in the next breath.
Just as the blow was about to hit the figure sitting there, a skinny bird claw-like hand stretched out from the wide sleeve of the black robe and directly caught the blow. With a shake, it immediately scattered the opponent's power and threw him away. His body crashed into the wall and made a dull sound. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood and his face was pale.
"Don't worry, you will all die soon." A dark and cramped voice suddenly sounded. It was like the sharp sound of broken metal pieces rubbing against each other. It was also hoarse like the sound of dead wood being knocked on. It was extremely ear-piercing to the ears of the crowd, like a blunt saw cutting their eardrums.
"What the hell are you? Die!"
The violent roar sounded like a clap of thunder. The long spear shook and the body of the spear spun wildly, like a poisonous dragon breaking through the air. The spear seemed to be able to pierce through heaven and earth as it blasted towards the figure sitting there.
However, the tip of the spear was caught by a skinny bird claw. With a light shake, the body of the spear trembled slightly. The person seemed to have lost all strength and collapsed to the ground.
"Kekekeke, since you can't wait, I will grant you the honor of becoming one with me." A strange laughter sounded. The person's black robe fluttered as if a strong wind was blowing.
The green flames on the ten walls became more and more intense. They instantly left the lamps and flew into the air. There seemed to be a distorted face in each flame. The mouth opened like a deep black hole and made an indescribable sound. It seemed to be soundless and nothing could be heard. It also seemed to be incomparably mournful, causing people to tremble in fear.
Immediately, an invisible force fluctuated in all directions, causing everyone to feel dizzy and cold as if it was emerging from the depths of their souls.
"Spiritual Attack." Chen Zong's heart was heavy.
Chen Zong's powerful soul and sharp spiritual will allowed him to feel a cold and invisible force rushing towards him. It wanted to shake his spiritual will, but for Chen Zong, this level of impact was far from enough.
However, for the other nine people, it was enough to affect them, making them feel dizzy and cold from the depths of their souls.
"Ten Directions Evil Refining Formation … Activate!" The skinny figure formed a seal with both of his hands. A dark gray light appeared and suddenly pressed towards the altar below him.
Buzz! Buzz!
Buzz! An ear-piercing sound was heard. The fluctuation spread, and rays of light bloomed around the altar. There were ten rays in total, and each ray of light was a unique mark. They looked very complicated and emitted an incomparably evil aura.
"Come, your flesh and blood, your souls, all of them belong to me. Merge into my body." The words of a madman were heard. The skinny figure opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace everything and make everything his.
Ten rays of flames instantly merged into the ten marks. The faint blue light shone brightly, covering all directions and wrapping up everything. In an instant, a tyrannical suction force spread out, entangling Chen Zong and the other nine people like ten invisible ropes. With a sudden force, Chen Zong and the other nine people were pulled towards the altar.
In the process of pulling, Chen Zong could feel a terrible force constantly invading and spreading throughout his body.
"What's going on?!"
"Get out, get out of here."
Two of the nine people woke up in an instant and immediately felt a strange force invading their bodies. Their faces changed greatly and they roared loudly. At the same time, they burst out with tyrannical spiritual power, trying to crush the force invading their bodies.
However, their eruption of power could not do anything to the force at all. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It was useless.
The nine people kept wailing and enduring extreme pain. Because the force in their bodies, their flesh and even their souls were being pulled out of their bodies by a terrible force.
Chen Zong also felt it, but Chen Zong could not bear it. This level of force was not very strong for Chen Zong.
"Cut!"
The Heavy Dragon Sword was unsheathed, and the force invading his body was also shattered by Chen Zong. The pitch-black sword light was like a crescent moon breaking through the sky. With amazing sharpness and vigor, it slashed towards the skinny figure sitting on the altar.
The skinny figure was suddenly shocked. Feeling the extraordinary power of this sword, he immediately waved his sleeves and blasted out a vigorous force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. It was like a roaring sea.
Vigorous, majestic, and incomparably cold, the sword light was instantly shattered. Chen Zong felt an amazing force bombarding him. It was like a roaring sea of ice, and he was forced to retreat several steps.
"So strong!"
Chen Zong was secretly surprised. Although he had not used his full strength in that sword strike just now, its power was still not something an ordinary low-order half-Saint could resist, yet it had actually been defeated and he had been forced to retreat.
The power of that blow was at least on the level of a mid-order half-Saint.
As for that attack, Chen Zong could tell that it wasn't the full strength of his opponent. He was still holding back.
[A strong opponent!]
[This is a strong opponent.]
Chen Zong was extremely vigilant.
"How can he be so strong!?" Yang Lin, who was lurking in the dark, was even more shocked.
The reason he had taken out the ten quotas to auction, in addition to selecting ten powerful Transcendents, was to earn some High-Rank Source Stones to cultivate.
Ten quotas had been auctioned off for more than twenty thousand High-Rank Source Stones. If he used them well, it would be enough for him to break through to the half-Saint Realm and become even stronger.
Yang Lin had not expected that one of the ten Transcendents would be so powerful.
Yang Lin suddenly became worried and regretted taking out the quotas to auction. If he had known this would happen, he would not have done so.
Now, he could only hope that his Master could kill this man, otherwise, he would be in big trouble.
"Jie jie jie jie, not bad, I didn't expect that slave Yang Lin would be able to trick a genius like you into coming here." The skinny figure seemed to be overjoyed, "This Senior can feel the powerful vitality and soul contained in your body. As long as I absorb your soul, flesh, and blood, this Senior will be able to restore ten percent of his strength."
A terrifying aura spread out and a cold wind howled, as if ghosts were weeping. In an instant, it was as if they had entered a ghostly realm, causing everyone present to shiver.
Under this terrifying momentum, the nine people one by one trembled and fell to the ground, unable to resist at all.
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