Chapter 217: Sacrifice to the Evil God, Nightmare Altar

Yuan Tiangang watched helplessly as Li Ye screamed in anger and was dragged into the darkness where tentacles extended. Then the screams stopped abruptly.

"Your Highness!"

Your Highness, is he.he.he dead?

He. Is he dead?

Why. Why. Why is it like this?
The whole world seems like a nightmare, absurd and weird, with endless tentacles spreading and twisting and intertwining.

"No, not yet!"

The bond and connection between the two as the spirit host and the guardian spirit has not disappeared!

Yuan Tiangang watched all this in a daze. Even with the blessing of Haoran Dharmakaya, he finally couldn't hold on and was dragged by endless tentacles towards the darkness that seemed not to exist in this world.

He did not scream, nor did he struggle desperately, his eyes were fixed on the void.

"Is everything going to end?"

Li Ye's consciousness fell into darkness, but suddenly, an earth-shaking dragon roar resounded through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Li Ye's consciousness, which was originally sinking into the boundless sea of ​​darkness, was forcibly awakened. In mid-air, a purple-gold imperial seal was quietly suspended, and nine purple-gold dragons surrounded it. A tall and majestic figure of an emperor appeared above Li Ye's sea of ​​consciousness. The purple-gold imperial seal flew into his hand, and nine purple-gold dragons guarded him.

The tall and handsome young man was a man of extraordinary bravery, tall and straight, with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and the moon. He wore a strong hat and curly beard, which made him look majestic without even getting angry. He was wearing a purple-gold dragon robe and an imperial crown, which showed his identity as the emperor of the empire and the common ruler of the world.

It's Li Shimin!
"Your journey is far from over, how did you end up here?"

Li Shimin looked at Li Ye with a smile. Li Ye gradually came back to his senses, stood up, bowed, and respectfully asked Li Shimin:

"Your Majesty, may I ask who that ghost was? Yuan Tiangang and I were completely powerless in front of him!"

Li Shimin smiled and said:
"That thing is a projection of the evil god. It is an evil god from the universe. It has used some means to send some of its power to the underworld. With your current realm and strength, you are indeed unable to deal with such a powerful opponent. For you, it is really beyond your ability."

"Evil God?"

Li Ye silently recited this unfamiliar title, with complicated thoughts in his mind.

"This Zhenhun Street, this underworld, is becoming more and more unfamiliar."

"Do you know why the universe and the underworld were separated and cut off from each other?"

Li Shimin looked at Li Ye and asked softly, "Hou Yi shot down the sun and broke the sacred tree that connected the three realms, Jianmu. From then on, the three realms were separated."

Li Ye nodded and told everything he knew.

Li Shimin nodded and continued:
"After the three realms were separated, communication between the Great Thousand World and the Underworld became increasingly difficult. Even if the gods of the Great Thousand World possessed tremendous magical powers and omnipotent means, it was difficult for them to interfere with the Underworld. However, there was still a way out. After years of attempts, they found a way to connect the two realms, and that was the art of summoning gods!"

"The gods found that it was difficult for them to directly intervene in the lower world, but the people in the lower world could summon the gods to come down to the lower world. They called it the art of summoning gods. There are several types of the art of summoning gods. Some directly summon gods as their guardian spirits, and some spend their lives to trade with gods to invite them to come down. These two are the most common ways to help. The evil god just now came in another more evil and brutal way: evil god sacrifice!"

For example, Huangfu Longdou and Guifu Santong in the comics used the incantation to invite the ancient god of war Xingtian and the guardian Zhenwu Black Tiger, two gods, as their guardian spirits.

For example, in the original novel, Ying Chengfeng's summoning spell, it is still feasible to spend one's life to summon gods to the underworld, but there are also great limitations. For example, they can only descend through puppets that have been resurrected from the dead, and only have part of the power of their real bodies. They need the blessing of special props, which is the Tiangang Dragon Chess General in the original comics. They need to summon people's lives as currency, have complete corpses as puppet bodies, and have masks as the medium for their descent. After arriving in the underworld, they have no feelings and can only perceive through the mask's divine sense.

"To worship the evil god, one must set up an altar for the evil god, offer blood and food as sacrifices, gain the evil god's attention, and then, through a ritual, some of the evil god's power will descend upon him."

"This is a deal with the devil, which requires a lot of blood and often results in the loss of lives and rivers of blood."

Listening to Li Shimin's narration, it was not difficult for Li Ye to imagine what disgusting things the Spirit Realm was doing. In order to hold this so-called sacrifice to the evil god, countless lives were lost.

"Then how should I solve the current situation?"

"The ritual has not yet been completed. If you disrupt the ritual and destroy the altar, the power of the evil god will collapse."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ye's consciousness immediately returned to his body. He opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was already on an empty flat ground.

Before my eyes was a huge altar filled with an evil and weird aura.

This altar is located deep in a dark cave, as if it has been forgotten by time, and only fear and darkness can find its existence. The altar is made of black boulders, which have been weathered for countless years and are covered with deep cracks on the surface. The stones are engraved with ancient runes and totems, each of which seems to be an eye, silently looking at you, making people feel creepy.

In the center of the altar was a large pit, half filled with black liquid. The stench it emitted was nauseating, like a mixture of long-lost blood and rotten flesh. Bubbles and golden juice occasionally emerged from the liquid, as if it was boiling, making people feel extremely uneasy.

Around the altar, there were all kinds of strange offerings, including human skulls, beast entrails, and various strangely shaped offerings, each filled with evil and horror. These offerings seemed to be made to please that indescribable existence, giving people a deep sense of oppression.

Above the altar, an ancient oil lamp hung, the light was dim and flickering, illuminating every corner of the altar. Under the light, the stone of the altar looked even darker, and the uneven stone walls looked as strange as a nightmare under the light. Every rune and totem seemed to be beating, as if telling some unknown secrets.

This is the terrifying altar of the evil god. Its existence is like a dark nightmare. Every inch of stone and every drop of blood contains deep fear and uneasiness. This altar is like a dark abyss, ruthlessly devouring all light and hope, making it impossible for people to escape its terrifying bondage.

In front of the altar, there were two familiar figures standing.

It was Zhou Xing and the Spirit Envoy Qing Yi!

(End of this chapter)