The gray heaven and earth are empty, and there is loneliness.

Ye Tianling looked at the back of the woman in the red gauze skirt, and his mood was mixed.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his mood, and walked forward step by step.

The environment of this void was like dark chaos, and the surroundings were hazy.

Only this cold pool, in Ye Tianling's eyes, is extremely clear.

Ye Tianling didn't feel any pressure or obstacles, but as he gradually approached the altar above the cold pool, Ye Tianling sensed a strong vitality.

That kind of vitality seemed to flow out of the blood-colored crystal coffin, permeating the top of this cold pool.

Ye Tianling didn't breathe, but these vital breaths still poured into his body frantically.

Ye Tianling's body, which was originally a little depleted, was like a dead tree in spring, but it inexplicably showed a new vitality.

And on the desolate cold pool, emerald green vines began to grow.

It's like duckweed in water, and it starts to grow rapidly.

Soon, the whole cold pool was covered with large areas of emerald green duckweed, and twisted vines gradually grew on the duckweed, and the stems and leaves on these vines were as vivid as monks, but their bodies were only the size of ants.

They grow on the rhizomes of these duckweeds, lifelike, and all kinds of movements, demeanors, etc., are like projections of the moment when the monks who knelt and crawled before finally entered the palace.

This situation is very weird and evil, but Ye Tianling didn't have too many scruples, but continued to move forward.

The duckweed grows further, becoming a huge umbrella-like thing like lotus leaves, extending into the high void of the lake.

Under Ye Tianling's feet, duckweed gradually paved a way.

Ye Tianling originally walked in the air without losing energy, but now he stepped on the duckweed, but it was more comfortable and relaxed.

It was as if even the last obstacle had completely disappeared at this moment.

This duckweed path extends to the altar.

In the blood-colored crystal coffin on the altar, a blood-colored liquid body gradually manifested.

These liquids and bodies flow with a peerless breath of vitality.

It is these breaths that make the dead cold pool full of lush vitality - so what these liquids are, it is obvious.

"Is this the Life Soul Spring? So, what about the Yuan Magnetic Aurora?"

Ye Tianling had already been able to determine that the liquid body in the blood-colored crystal coffin was the Life Soul Spring.

Ye Tianling gradually approached the altar, and as he got closer and closer, he saw more and more clearly.

The back of the woman in the red gauze skirt is also clearer.

It was not the figure of a little girl, but the figure of a real, incomparably beautiful woman.

The woman didn't look back, and the moment Ye Tianling walked up to the altar, the altar suddenly flew up and flew into the distance.

In the distant void, an ancient metal door appeared.

Inside the metal door, there was chaos, and nothing could be seen clearly.

When the altar flew over with Ye Tianling, Ye Tianling did not retreat.

The woman didn't speak, and Ye Tianling didn't speak.

He tried to look into the metal door, but couldn't see anything—there was still chaos inside.

Gradually, when the altar approached the metal door, Ye Tianling could vaguely see that there seemed to be a vast ancient sword mound inside.

At that moment, Ye Tianling almost instinctively thought of the 'Heavenly Dragon Sword Shrine'.

After seeing those vague environments, Ye Tianling saw again that in that world, there seemed to be a figure standing there quietly.

His figure is not large, almost no different from ordinary people.

But when he saw this person, Ye Tianling felt a peerless majestic aura.

This aura was terrifying, as if once this person unleashed his majesty, it was enough to destroy the world.

The figure walked through the void of that strange world, and then stopped.

Eventually, he stood in the doorway of the metal door.

Ye Tianling finally saw the face of this figure clearly.

This is a man in a black sword suit, he looks very young, but his temperament is superb, enchanting and indifferent, like a peerless god who ignores the common people.

That terrifying aura, as well as that peerless posture, even if Ye Tianling saw it, he was chilled.

Ye Tianling has seen Feng Chaoge, and he has also seen peerless existences such as Ji Kun, but they are not as terrifying as this man.

Ye Tianling was shocked in his heart, what kind of place was this Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Cave, Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, and even the Heavenly Dragon Sword Tomb? How could such a peerless existence exist?

Ye Tianling's soul appreciation talent was reined in, but he still sensed the worship atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Cave.

Whether it is the light of the Tao between heaven and earth, or the sound of the avenue, or the many duckweed and the lifelike monk stems and leaves on the duckweed, they are all kowtowing and worshipping.

Ye Tianling himself could hardly bear this kind of influence, if it weren't for the terrifying vitality fluctuations on the altar, he would probably have to kneel down and kowtow in worship.

"What race is this?"

Ye Tianling suddenly noticed that behind this man, there were twelve pairs of black transparent wings, if it weren't for the fact that he had the Eye of Heavenly Machine, this wing, he would not have been able to see it at all.

"The black wings are the exact opposite of the white wings?"

Ye Tianling inexplicably gave birth to this kind of answer.

He was shocked in his heart, what is this terrifying existence?

"Are you sure about the blood sacrifice? this is your only chance, you have to think about it!"

The man spoke lightly.

It was an incomparably ancient primordial rune language, and its tone was like singing, not a direct statement.

"Sure. ”

The woman in the red gauze skirt spoke, her voice indifferent.

"Good. ”

There was a look of satisfaction in the man's eyes, and a faint smile appeared.

Immediately, a terrifying dark light escaped from his body.

This is a peerless meta-magnetic aurora.

When this light swept in all directions, the world inside the metal door became apparent.

At this time, Ye Tianling discovered that on the altar, dried corpses began to appear.

The monks on the duckweed began to dry up their vitality, and finally died completely tragically, and after turning into dry corpses, the duckweed gathered a blue light and gathered the dried corpses on the altar.

The black light emanating from the man's body became a little more intense, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with all this.

In the end, he glanced at it casually, and when his gaze fell on Ye Tianling's body, he actually showed a hint of surprise.

"Huh?"

The man's pupils shrank slightly.

Ye Tianling shuddered, and a kind of deathly destructive pressure instantly diffused out.

"It's over. ”

Ye Tianling's heart sank.

He didn't know what the black-winged man had taken a fancy to, but he knew that this time, he was afraid that it would be really bad luck.

(End of chapter)