The monks were all serious, their eyes empty, and their movements were slow and strange.

Duanmu Lingwan's eyes widened, and she said in surprise: "You see, the one wearing the purple gold brocade robe is from the Tianyu Dynasty, and the one wearing the black Dao robe is a disciple of the Netherworld Sect. How did these monks gather here? ”

The monks muttered strange words and their voices were low and noisy, as if they were playing a bizarre symphony of death. They passed near Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan, completely unaware of their presence, and slowly disappeared into the dark forest.

Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan looked at this scene in shock, and their hearts were full of doubts. How could there be so many monks in the Netherworld?

And their breath and words are full of weirdness. Following the direction these monks were traveling, there seemed to be a kind of magic in the air, which involuntarily attracted Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan to join them.

However, Su Ran felt the same feeling in them as the original nine-headed spirit snake, which was the power of death revealed in their bodies, although it was not much, it was far lower than their cultivation.

The strange atmosphere of the forest became thicker and thicker, as if it had penetrated into their bones. As night falls, the Netherworld Forest looks even more eerie. The surrounding trees are like evil spirits, twisting their bodies with teeth and claws, making people shudder.

Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan nervously raised their vigilance, always ready to deal with possible dangers. In the darkness of the Netherworld, they could only rely on cultivation to perceive their surroundings.

Duanmu Lingwan's eyes widened nervously, and she couldn't help but clench Su Ran's arm, as if seeking comfort and support.

Faced with this strange phenomenon, Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan decided to quietly follow these monks and try to understand why they had gathered here. They carefully hid in the shadows, following the monks from a distance.

Following the monks deep into the forest, Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan discovered a huge stone formation. The monks gathered around the stone formation, and they performed some kind of sacrifice with a focused expression. The stone tablet in the center is carved with ancient runes, exuding a mysterious power.

While observing the sacrificial process of these monks, Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan were full of doubts in their hearts. They decided to keep their distance for the time being, in order to learn more about this strange phenomenon.

As they looked closer, they began to discover that the monks seemed to be under the control of some mysterious force, and that the purpose of the ritual became increasingly unsettling. At this moment, they noticed a strange little creature, the Blood Spirit Cicada. Such creatures often seek out the death power of dead creatures, but here they seem to play an even more nefarious role.

As the rituals in the stone circle progressed, the Blood Spirit Cicadas gathered around the monks, and their numbers gradually increased, making them intimidating. At this time, Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan suddenly realized that it was not some mysterious power that controlled these monks, but these terrifying blood spirit cicadas.

The Blood Spirit Cicada attaches itself to the monks' bodies, sucking their life force while controlling their consciousness and forcing them to perform this strange sacrifice. This makes the otherwise ordinary little creatures extremely evil and creepy.

At this critical moment, Su Ran and Duanmu Lingwan realized that they had to take action.

Duanmu Ling proposed, "Maybe we can try to find a flaw in the stone formation and cut off the connection between the Blood Spirit Cicada and the monk."