On the outskirts of Xinyuan City

Since Tang Ze escaped from the mysterious man, he ran into the woods without looking back. With swift steps, he expertly cut through the branches that blocked the middle of the road. Running on forest roads at night can be dangerous, and in addition to the uneven mud surface, some roots or branches that grow on the ground can be the cause of your fall. But Tang Ze was able to maintain his running speed with the faint moonlight. It seems that this road, he is already too familiar.

"What kind of shit is that, actually came out to bother me when I was most critical."

Tang Ze easily jumped over the roots that pierced the ground and grew outside, and cursed through gritted teeth, not knowing where his destination was. Soon, however, he reached his goal, a narrow cave clinging to a hill. However, he was cautious and did not run in immediately. Instead, he looked around to make sure no one was following him, and then entered the cave.

The inside of the cave is not wide, but the sound of footsteps on the ground still echoes clearly in the cave. Deeper in the cavern, however, was a hellish sight.

The cave soon came to an end, but at the end, there was a catastrophic landscape stained red with blood. The steep walls around it were stained with scattered blood, presumably spurting from arteries. Looking down, some of the shriveled human limbs were laid out haphazardly on the ground, seemingly embalmed, showing no signs of decay. And in the center of the cave is the most eye-catching, a magic circle depicted in blood. In the center, the painting is a blood-red six-pointed star. But on closer inspection, it seems that the circle is not yet complete, and several places on the edges have not been connected, but only a rough outline has been drawn.

"I can't care so much..... ...."

Tang Ze took out a silver dagger from his arms and walked to the edge of the circle. He held the knife in his right hand, gently grasped the blade with his left hand, and immediately gritted his teeth, and cut a shallow wound in his palm. He squeezed his left hand with a twisted expression, blood running down his palm, and then he picked up another twig and smeared the spots that had been filled with his own blood. After some tossing, he finally finished drawing the circle.

"Ding—"

The moment he finished drawing, a sound of a kite string breaking sounded in his head, and Tang Ze understood that this was the sound of the "Ultimate Phantom God" he had summoned and the connection between him and him. Tang Ze subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction he was running from, then bit his lip hard, and turned to look at the blood-red summoning array as if he had made up his mind.

Tang Ze stretched out his right hand forward and pulled up his sleeve upward. The back of his hand was bare with a red curse mark, and then he closed his eyes and sank down, ignoring his left hand, which was aching, and focusing on the imagination in his mind. Then, the blood-red circle on the ground began to glow with a faint and eerie glow, making this gloomy cavern creepy and creepy. After a while, Tang Ze began to sing.