Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1351: Ancestors’ Illusion

A bloody aura rushed towards him, ten times thicker than the blood river and blood mist he had encountered before.

Chen Wanli took the lead and stepped in. He seemed to have entered a space full of blood.

Yu Pojun followed behind him, head down and silent.

A huge formation plate with a diameter of three feet was hung obliquely in the center of an altar, facing the direction of the gate.

At first glance, it looks like a huge eyeball, staring coldly at anyone who enters here.

Chen Wanli stared at the array plate for a few seconds. At this moment, a bright light flashed on the array plate, as if the eyeballs were moving around.

Yu Pojun still kept his head down, but his breathing became noticeably faster.

Chen Wanli had no expression on his face as he slowly walked towards the altar.

The altar was not high, but very wide, surrounded by a pool of blood. I don't know how much blood was poured into it, and it gave off a pungent smell of blood.

The altar was surrounded by blood, and there were strange blood-colored lines on the altar, spreading towards the center and surrounding the array plate, as if they were each other's energy source.

This blood must be human blood. I wonder how many people were killed... But it doesn't look fresh. After all, the Xueyin Sect now lives in seclusion, and it is impossible for them to kill people at will like in some eras.

At this moment, Chen Wanli's eyes seemed to be completely attracted by the array plate. The light of the array plate became brighter and brighter, and began to rotate rapidly, as if to suck the soul into it.

He walked forward step by step and reached out to touch the formation plate.

When Yu Pojun saw this scene, he could hardly hide the joy in his eyes.

The formation here is actually a powerful maze. Once you stare at the formation plate, you will fall into an illusion.

Now is the best time for him to escape.

In the worst case, Chen Wanli would be trapped in an illusion and it would take an uncertain time for him to wake up. In the worst case, he would be sunk into the illusion and never wake up again.

Yu Pojun was about to leave when he heard Chen Wanli sneer, "Ha..."

Suddenly, the old ghost paused in his steps. He looked up and saw Chen Wanli standing there motionless.

Yu Pojun suddenly hesitated.

And the moment Chen Wanli's spiritual consciousness touched the array plate, the scene before his eyes changed drastically.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a battlefield where the earth was shaking, rocks were flying, and thunder and fire were everywhere.

The sound of shrill screams continued to be heard, and no one knew who died where.

In a scene that looked like the end of the world, a sturdy man covered in blood sat cross-legged in a pool of blood that was up to his neck.

The collapse of mountains and the ground did not affect his calmness, and the blood in the blood pool kept rolling as if it was boiling.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the sky:

"Zhu, the emperor has issued an order that you, the Demon Sect, must fight to the last man and defend the Abyssal Box Valley! How can you escape from the battlefield?"

Zhu? Is this a name? A one-word name?

Where is the Abyss Valley?

As soon as this thought flashed through Chen Wanli's mind, he saw several figures rushing towards him. Before they arrived, the sword light had already swept through the void and reached Zhu's neck in the blood pool.

Chen Wanli suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and almost couldn't help but take action, but a trace of clarity in his sea of ​​consciousness brought him back to his perspective as a bystander.

Such swift movements and such strong sword energy, far stronger than that of a pseudo-god. I'm afraid only a god could have such a sharp sword.

Fortunately, he was able to keep his composure, otherwise he would have been hit by the knife if he had moved.

This blow could directly shatter his consciousness and turn him into a fool.

There was a flash of blood before my eyes.

Zhu, who was regulating his breathing in the blood pool, suddenly raised his hand, and a three-foot-long blood-red sword flew out of the blood pool.

The sword energy coming from afar that seemed to be able to destroy everything in its path was completely destroyed by the blood-red sword.

As soon as those figures got close, their heads suddenly flew off their necks, and streams of blood spurted out.

Zhu raised his eyelids slightly, waved his hand, and all the blood fell into the pool of blood below him:

"What does it matter if we can defend the Abyssal Box Valley or not? What does it matter if we separate the Demon Cave from it? It will only cut off the path to immortality and close the gate to heaven. From now on, future generations will only regret it."

Fresh blood flowed into the blood pool, and one could vaguely see the array plate glowing brightly under the blood pool.

Zhu was filled with murderous aura, and he didn't even need a ferocious look to make people dare not look directly at him.

The heads of those figures fell to the ground, but they were not dead yet, and they could still hear voices:

"Your own blood, too, is being offered as a sacrifice?"

Zhu's expression remained unchanged: "Since we have divided the Demon Cave, from now on, you and I are just sacrifices in this furnace of sun and moon!"

"..."

"At this point, what does it matter if we guard the Abyssal Box Valley or not? My whole clan guarded it for eight months, and what will be the result? We will guard it forever?"

"I wish that the gods will also be in control!"

"So what? How long can it last? It's useless! I'd rather use my blood to leave a legacy.

If there are talented people among the future generations, perhaps they can comprehend the Blood Demon Divine Art from the inheritance I left behind!"

As these words were spoken, the blood around them began to surge again, and the light on the array plate shone brightly again.

"You want to preach with your own body? You...you don't even want to be a town, but you want to preach with your own body?"

"I forged the body of Shura, and formed my way of killing. I roam the world. Whether I am Shura, Blood God, or Blood Demon, I only know that we are different and I will not plot with you."

"So, you won't obey the order of the Emperor?"

"It's a game between gods and demons, and they want to have the final say? Why?"

While speaking, Zhu Yi stretched out his hand, and saw the array plate flipped out from the blood pool. Blood spurted out from his brow and was all absorbed by the center of the array plate.

"If the devil's cave is opened, it will destroy everything. I will never be the suppressor! If you insist on me being the suppressor, one day I will break the shackles of heaven and earth. No matter who are the gods, demons, human emperors, or monster kings, they will never be able to live in peace!"

As these words came out, a pillar of blood light shot up from the array plate into the sky.

In the blood, a figure came up with a knife, slashing at the universe: "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs! I will cut the sky with one knife, but I will not destroy the world!"

In an instant, the entire sky turned blood red, and blood rain fell down.

Chen Wanli was like a bystander. He seemed to understand a lot, but also seemed even more confused!

A powerful practitioner in ancient times?

Have there been any disagreements on whether to open up the magic cave space?

Opponents have long known that the price of opening up the devil's cave to seal out the demons is that the gate to heaven will not open and the path to immortality will be cut off?

That's what it sounds like!

As for the Abyssal Valley? Chen Wanli didn't understand what it meant by a town.

It seems that it is not just Kunlun today, but there have been disagreements on this matter since the demon-sealing incident.

Chen Wanli sighed leisurely, the gate of heaven is not open and the road to immortality is cut off, which is indeed a pity for future generations.

In today's Earth, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.

As for the higher level, the state of transformation, that is truly as difficult as ascending to the sky.

It is too difficult to tear apart space and travel through the universe at the Nascent Soul stage, and there is a high probability that one will fall into the space cracks.

I believe Kunlun may not be unaware of this method, but he just doesn't dare to do it.

However, the phrase "the gate of heaven is not open" seems to reveal another meaning.