At the top of the glorious undersea palace complex, a towering minaret is suspended.

One by one, the ancient texts that revealed the vicissitudes of life were spread out on the ground of the seabed, and they spread and bent in all directions, forming complex mantra runes, revealing the ancient taste.

Looking down from above, all the spell runes and seals were practiced as one, forming the most rigorous and complex formation, a grand and vast aura, silent, permeating the air.

On top of the giant formation, the shining spars spar from time to time crossed the brilliant light, winding in the sky, becoming more and more mysterious and magical.

It's hard to imagine what kind of power this ancient formation will bring if it is fully opened, and perhaps the sea will tremble under the power.

The whole black spire, which seems to be made of some kind of mysterious spar, stands tall, and above the very tip, the space oscillates, and waves of cracks appear, and then calms down, but then appears in other places, which is extremely unstable.

It seems that the minaret connects another space, like a passageway, connecting two different spaces together.

The concussive space exuded a terrifying momentum, spreading out, making the vast sea water shake with it, unable to calm down.

As we got closer to the top of the spire, the momentum of the space became more and more intense, and the momentum from the other world realm rushed straight down, colliding with the underwater world realm, forming cyclones, rushing straight up, but forming the most terrifying storm on the sea surface.

At the top of the most powerful impact, several figures stood proudly, and an empty heaven and earth stretched beyond the endless void. Each of them exuded a terrifying aura that could shake the heavens and the earth, and the surging tide was blocked by an invisible barrier before it could touch their bodies.

Even the impact of the collision of the two worlds could not hurt them, as if this piece of heaven and earth was surrendered to their feet.

If Ye Han stood here, he would definitely be able to recognize the identities of these people at a glance.

Saint-level Ancestor! Sea Clan Saint-level powerhouse!

The whole world is full of oceans. Although they are interconnected, but above one ocean, there will only be this powerful ocean country, obviously, from the Southern Earth Continent to the Western Wilderness Continent, this vast ocean is ruled by this sea tribe country, and these people are the most powerful group of people in this sea tribe.

In terms of numbers, they even surpassed the Beamon Empire, so it was no wonder that they were able to dominate this ocean.

However, at this moment, these six saint-level powerhouses. With a grim face, he looked up at the rotating black whirlpool, and through the barrier, he could see that in the vast space above, three towering stone monuments were standing there silently.

Although the spatial barrier still exists, you can clearly feel a vast and ancient, but evil and negative aura from it. You don't have to touch it, but you can feel it. This towering stone tablet is more like the evil of the abyssal demon.

"Ragu Cypress, is the blood ready?" An old inquiry broke the calm of the oppressive space and slowly spread into all corners. With the supreme majesty and indifference to everything, people feel a cold aura rushing into their souls at the first time.

The person who spoke was the most shriveled old man in the room, holding the scepter of ocean prayer, representing the faith of the sacred sea people. The most inconspicuous appearance. But it is the most authoritative existence in the field.

He is Drexler, the Grand Elder of the Sea Temple, and he is also the most powerful person in this ocean.

"Venerable Great Elder, follow your instructions. Two of the three types of blood have been collected, leaving only the Terran blood uncollected. However, I have ordered the capture of humans traveling to and from the oceans, and I believe it will be done soon. A loud voice sounded, and a strong man in blood-red armor spoke.

The arms that were exposed outside the armor were high and bulging, and the strong muscles were highlighted one by one, and when they were slightly exhausted, they swelled outward, and it was hard to imagine what great strength this tall and strong body contained.

It's just that in the face of the withered old man who is only about half of him, this strong man looks extremely respectful and humble, completely from the awe of the soul.

Nodding indifferently, the shriveled old man raised his head, his face was like a dead tree, extremely rough, and the jawbones on both sides were sunken inward, while a pair of dark blue eyes were beating like ghost fire, like a skull, which made people feel horrified at a glance.

"Great Elder, can you really summon the Ancient Sea God Temple by gathering the blood of the three major races?" asked a human race ancestor in a calm voice.

On both cheeks, there are fine scales that may not be able to be seen clearly if you don't pay attention.

Like the Beamon Orcs, the more advanced the Sea Clan, the more they want to be humans, and they can hardly see much difference.

"The oath of the Ten Thousand Year Ocean Temple is not to be questioned by anyone!"

The faint and indifferent voice sounded slowly, and the dark blue eyes jumped with it, as if the heart was extremely uncalm, and the momentum in the body couldn't help but burst out, and an indescribable violent momentum roared up, and the rolling waves of qi rolled up everywhere and smashed on the body, and the other extremely saint-level powerhouses couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Obviously, compared to this shriveled old man, the others were slightly weaker, and even the strongest Golden Lion Ancestor of the Beamon Empire could not compete with them.

After all, the Sea Clan dominates thousands of miles of oceans, and few people can threaten their existence. In particular, the long life span exceeds that of the races that survive on land, and the strength should not be underestimated.

In the heritage of the ancient Sea Temple, an oath is circulated.

The silent Undersea Realm is home to the ancient temple of the sea gods, and even some sea gods, which contain unimaginable wealth and a powerful marine heritage, and countless treasures hidden. If this ancient treasure house is opened one day, the Sea Clan will once again break out of the confines of the ocean and rise to the world realm again.

However, the ancient oath mentions that if you want to open this ancient sea temple, you need the blood of the three major races, and you must cover the three towering stone tablets in order to sacrifice the terrifying ancient thoughts and open the entrance to the connection.

Although the Sea Clan is strong enough, if the secret is leaked, I am afraid that it will attract the prying eyes of countless saint-level powerhouses and ancient giants of the legendary realm. I'm afraid that when the time comes, even if the Ancient Sea God Temple is opened, it will probably no longer be a rise to bring to the Sea Clan, but an endless disaster.

In fact, in ancient times, there was indeed a catastrophe that changed the world, all races were involved in the terrible war of gods and demons, many powerful races were completely wiped out, and some originally weak races took advantage of the situation to rise up and dominate the continent.

Many ancient lands of gods and demons have been handed down from ancient times, some have long disappeared completely, some have been opened, and more are hidden in the vast void, still undiscovered. And in the depths of this ocean, there is such an ancient land of gods and demons under the sea.

If the news spreads, I am afraid that it will already attract the prying eyes of countless strong people. No wonder the Sea Clan is so cautious, this kind of thing cannot be ignored by anyone.

......

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

......

Facing the angry old man, the five saint-level powerhouses all leaned over together.

"In order to recast the majesty of the Sea Clan, 100,000 Sea Clan compatriots sacrificed their lives, and there must be no mistakes this time!" the shriveled old man's voice reverberated indifferently in the space, but there was a chilling aura in his words.

Just to open a legendary place, 100,000 sea tribes were buried, plus the spirit tribe and the human race, this kind of thing is extremely terrifying, and it can be seen from this that the plans of these sea tribes are not small, and the things they are plotting must be extraordinary.

The dark blue eyes looked through the barriers of the layers of space, looking into the depths of a gloomy underwater forest, a huge sunken pit, filled with bright red blood, viscous liquid, rendered in the air, as if dyeing the space red, a strong smell of blood wafted in the air, people couldn't help but want to vomit.

The bodies of huge sea creatures occupy the space, including sea snakes, sea dragon whales, narwhals, ...... All of them are powerful demonic beasts that crisscross the sea, and at this moment, all of them have become sacrificial gifts, and the corpses that have not dried up yet, the blood that slowly flows out is injected into the pit, and the huge body is gradually full of gray light, and the whistling wind is surging in the sky, as if it is a soul that has bent to death, unwilling to die with clear eyes, and issued a wail of fate.

In addition, there are the Sea Clan, the Spirit Clan, and the Human Race......

Corpses were piled up, forming mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, as if this was a cemetery of death, where countless creatures shed their blood, and corpses were abandoned at will, even the most terrible abyss hell is nothing more than that.

......

"Here we are!"

When the water shield entered the underwater city, the voice of the sea tribe Bocalocchi suddenly sounded.

As soon as the words fell, a wave of energy rippled through the air, as if an invisible hand quickly formed, dragging the water-sheltering light shield towards a huge altar.

'Bang!', the mask broke, and after losing support, everyone fell from the sky and fell to the ground, and some of them were kicked out of the ground before they could get up, and there was a scream.

"All stand up and enter the altar in order, and whoever dares to disobey will be killed on the spot!"

"All stand up and enter the altar in order, and whoever dares to disobey will be killed on the spot!"

......

Sea Clan warriors dressed in armor, armed with weapons, and exuding a fierce aura on their bodies, were forcing everyone into a huge altar.

Looking down from the sky, this altar resembles a giant beast lying on the ground, exuding an abyss-like cold aura, as if all the people who enter the altar will even be devoured in their souls, and they will not be able to transcend it for a lifetime!

...... (To be continued......)

PS: Second update