Chapter 1346: Void Storm

After Devouring countless souls, the Soul-Gathering Funnel turned corporeal.

Old Devil Ye watched the jade skeleton’s movements and knew this devil was arrogant by nature. It was impossible for him to listen to persuasion, so Old Devil Ye simply kept silent.

Crack! A thunderclap erupted from flat ground.

The shock shook the inside and outside of Ziwei Palace.

The blood-colored altar was affected, and its bloody light flickered erratically. Ever since anomalies had appeared in Ziwei Palace, this was the first time the blood-colored altar had shown such violent fluctuations.

Old Devil Ye was slightly startled and abruptly raised his head. Layers of ghostly mist obscured the inner palace, leaving him unable to see exactly what was happening inside.

Yet at the end of the blood light soaring into the sky, the heavens seemed to have been torn open. The void collapsed, and a gray storm blotted out the sky, even more terrifying than the depths of Ancient Immortal Battlefield.

At the sight of this apocalyptic scene, Old Devil Ye’s mind trembled. His aura grew slightly hurried, and his expression shifted unpredictably. When he looked at the blood-colored altar, his eyes were extremely complicated, filled with both fervor and worry.

The jade skeleton withdrew his gaze from the Soul-Gathering Funnel, glanced toward the inner palace, and let out a strange laugh. His eyes shifted and also landed on the blood-colored altar as he barked, "Merge!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Threads of blood shot back from all directions.

One Blood Infant after another was summoned back. After circling the two of them several times, they pounced fiercely toward the blood-colored altar and merged into the blood-colored ancient barrier, making it almost impossible to see their true bodies.

The jade skeleton flicked his fingers repeatedly, sending rune after rune toward the altar, looking unusually busy.

Boom! A violent wind suddenly rose.

Countless mysterious runes of extreme complexity appeared on the altar and suddenly blazed with light. An unprecedented fluctuation erupted from the altar and shot straight into the sky!

The blood light was torn apart by the fluctuation, and the area around the altar was filled with storm-like, violent power.

Old Devil Ye was struck by the impact. He gave a muffled groan and hurriedly activated his true essence, forcibly stabilizing himself. When he saw the astonishing phenomenon triggered by the altar, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes.

He and the jade skeleton hovered over the upper half of the altar, surrounded by the storm. The center of the storm was the top of the altar.

There, a layer of azure light faintly appeared. Ancient runes projected into the void, forming an illusory image. It seemed to be some kind of ancient array diagram, slowly rotating.

The altar trembled wildly without pause. The jade skeleton stopped and fixed his eyes on the altar. Sensing the fluctuations emanating from within it, he nodded in satisfaction.

"How much longer?" Old Devil Ye licked his lips. His voice was hoarse, and his tone was urgent.

The jade skeleton glanced toward the inner palace and said indifferently, "That depends on when Ziwei Palace’s anomaly ends."

Before his voice had faded, he grabbed the Soul-Gathering Funnel and took a step outward. Then his figure flashed and vanished from Old Devil Ye’s sight.

Old Devil Ye remained motionless. A trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Neither of them noticed that not far from the blood-colored altar, among countless souls and ghostly creatures, a person was standing perfectly still. There was nothing around him to conceal him, yet he stood there openly.

Not only had the jade skeleton and Old Devil Ye failed to discover him, even the souls and ghostly creatures passing beside him, as well as the drifting blood clouds, had no awareness of his existence.

Death qi permeated his entire body and merged with the ghostly mist, hiding him perfectly. This person was Bai!

Just as Qin Sang had predicted, the ghostly mist and blood clouds had not hindered him at all. Within the ghostly mist, every aspect of his strength was enhanced, making him even stronger than he was outside.

However, Bai had not gone back to find Qin Sang. He had been standing there the entire time, looking up. What he was watching was not Old Devil Ye or the jade skeleton, but the blood-colored altar itself, as well as the mysterious blood-colored ancient barrier.

Bai’s eyes had turned a grayish-white color. They had no pupils and did not move at all, making his gaze seem extremely hollow.

A look of confusion appeared on his face. His brows were tightly furrowed, as though he was painstakingly pondering and recalling something.

When he saw the phenomenon on the altar, Bai’s eyes finally moved. The confusion on his face gradually faded, replaced by shock. His eyes grew brighter and brighter as his gaze moved back and forth between the altar and the jade skeleton.

In the end, Bai took a deep look at the blood-colored altar and slowly retreated. In the next moment, Bai’s figure paused slightly, and he turned to look beside him.

***

Inside the inner palace of Ziwei Palace.

The continent fragments drifting around the outer perimeter had all disappeared. They had long since been crushed into dust and scattered by the five-colored celestial wind, forming a vast chasm between the inner and outer palaces.

The inner palace was even more chaotic than when Qin Sang had just come out. It was close to losing control completely.

The void storm Old Devil Ye saw had only been the tip of the iceberg. The inner palace was the source.

The sky was dim. Dark clouds hung low.

The five-colored celestial wind was far more than a mere hurricane. It was mixed with heavenly thunder, and its momentum was terrifying. Like spatial turbulence, it raged everywhere throughout the inner palace. The entire inner palace was shaking, giving the impression that it was about to be overturned by the five-colored celestial wind.

However, the scenery within the inner palace possessed a different kind of beauty. It was dazzling and multicolored, because the celestial barriers had all been stimulated by the five-colored celestial wind and unleashed their power. The full appearance of the celestial palace was displayed before the world.

Even incomplete, it remained magnificent and resplendent. Unfortunately, few had the heart to admire the masterpiece of the ancient cultivators.

Several figures were fleeing. They had been too greedy and had remained in the inner palace for too long. By the time they realized something was wrong, the anomaly inside had already evolved into an extremely dangerous state. Only then did they think of escaping.

They used every means at their disposal, weaving between the ancient barriers. Amid the overwhelming five-colored celestial wind, their evasion lights were only the size of ants, appearing so small and fragile.

Suddenly, one evasion light went out.

Immediately afterward, at the place where the evasion light disappeared, a dark-blue radiance shot into the sky. It turned out that another celestial barrier had erupted, and that person had unfortunately collided with it.

A long while passed, but the evasion light did not appear again. His chances of survival were slim.

***

Inside the ghostly mist.

After imprisoning the Blood Infant, everyone began using secret techniques to analyze the evil array through it.

The Blood Infant was connected to the evil array. More accurately, the Blood Infant was itself a part of the evil array.

They made new discoveries, but after all, they only had one Blood Infant in their hands. It was impossible to crack the evil array so easily.

Now, their group had grown larger again. Another group of cultivators had sensed the commotion from Qin Sang’s clash with the Blood Infant and had taken the initiative to approach, joining up with them. Moreover, their numbers exceeded Qin Sang’s group.

Even more delightful was the fact that Canghong was also among them. With three top experts gathered together, at least there was no need to worry about their own safety.

"If my guess is right, Daoist Tongyou should be in that direction. Daoist Leng and the others were the first to be scattered, and I did not clearly see where they went..." Canghong raised a hand and pointed to the left as he spoke.

Great minds think alike.

His thoughts were the same as Daoist Master Zhenyi’s. They had to find more helpers first and gather at least enough people to set up the array before they could go to the blood-colored altar and trouble Old Devil Ye. Otherwise, it would be no different from courting death.

His luck had been somewhat better. When they were scattered, there had still been a few Daoists near him, and over this period, he had gathered quite a few people.

After discussing it, everyone decided to meet up with Devil Lord Tongyou first.

Qin Sang and the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet still opened the way. The resistance they faced grew stronger and stronger, but their speed was even faster than before.

After charging forward for some distance, Qin Sang, who was controlling the ebony sword to slay the ghostly creatures, sensed something, and his expression moved slightly.

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