Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

After the middle-aged man in the golden robe came to the sky above the altar, he opened his arms to both sides, then clasped them in front of his chest, and quickly made various gestures with his hands. At the same time, a low and ancient spell came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, layers of dark clouds appeared out of thin air in the sky, so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of them, covering the originally clear sky tightly.

Behind the dark clouds, there were bursts of thunder and silver-white arcs of lightning jumping and dancing in them.

There was a sudden thunderclap around the valley, and suddenly there was a howling wind and flying sand and rocks.

"rise!"

After the middle-aged man shouted, the entire altar, including the nine surrounding stone pillars, shook violently and emitted a buzzing sound.

The runes and patterns on the altar surface, the steps on the edge, the stone pillars, and the iron chains seemed to come alive, flashing with dazzling light. The blood-red light shot up into the sky, echoing with the dark clouds and thunder in the sky, forming a shocking picture.

And in the lotus-shaped groove at the center of the altar, blood light burst out. With a sudden shock, a blood-colored vortex appeared, and like a greedy giant beast, it began to frantically devour the surrounding blood.

As the whirlpool swallowed the blood, the dozens of acres wide pool of blood suddenly boiled up, and the surrounding cold wind blew it, causing huge waves of blood.

Finally, the blood-red light that shot up into the sky turned into blood pillars and sank into the dark clouds in the sky. Slowly, the entire dark cloud was dyed blood red, reflecting the entire sky in red.

"Go!" The middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

The blood cloud in the sky suddenly seemed to come alive, rolling and surging, and quickly spreading in a certain direction.

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, and tens of thousands of miles. In the blink of an eye, it spread to hundreds of thousands of miles away, and it was still spreading. Apart from the blood clouds, nothing else could be seen in the sky.

Just as the blood sacrifice ceremony reached its climax, Ye Ming, who was millions of miles away, suddenly felt a palpitation and woke up from his practice.

The internal energy stopped, he looked up at the top of the chamber, and murmured, "Is it finally starting?"

At this moment, a strong restlessness surged from the body, and the right arm became hot for no reason.

He raised his right arm and looked in front of his eyes, only to see a sword-shaped mark appear on it at some point. Amidst the flashing silver light, waves of space were heard. It was the Xuantian Void Sword.

There is no need to guess, the only thing that can cause the Xuantian Void Sword to become restless is the blood sacrifice summoning technique.

"Hehe, this sword has long been recognized as my master. How can you summon it whenever you want?" After Ye Ming sneered, the magic power in his body rushed into his arms.

Suddenly, the shadow of the small sword, which had been flickering, seemed to be comforted and no longer agitated. The silver light disappeared and gradually merged into Ye Ming's arm.

However, as the boundless blood cloud got closer and closer to where Ye Ming was in retreat, the restlessness in his body and arms arose again and became more intense.

Ye Ming held his right arm tightly with his left hand, and his powerful magic power continuously impacted the Xuantian Void Sword to calm its restlessness.

At a certain moment, when the blood cloud spread to the sky above Ye Ming's cave, the Xuantian Void Sword in his arm shook violently, and an invisible wave appeared.

After this fluctuation passed, Ye Ming was suddenly startled. He found that he had lost contact with the formations and restrictions inside and outside the cave.

The restlessness in his arms suddenly subsided without a trace.

Looking more closely, he realized that although he was still sitting cross-legged in the secret room, he was actually in another dimension. The objects around him seemed very close to him, but in fact they were out of reach.

"The sword has become spiritual on its own?" When Ye Ming saw this situation, this thought naturally emerged in his mind.

This should be a magical power that Xuantian Void Sword activated on its own, similar to folding space or parallel space. In this way, no matter how powerful the blood sacrifice is, he will definitely not be able to find me here.

Sure enough, the reaction from the outside world was exactly what Ye Ming expected.

The boundless blood cloud had just transformed into a blood-red giant eye hundreds of feet in size above his cave, trying to lower the summoning array and forcibly teleport the Xuantian Void Sword it had sensed. But the moment the Void Sword formed a parallel space, the blood-red giant eye suddenly shook, and then made a loud earth-shaking noise, and suddenly disintegrated and disappeared.

At the same time, the altar millions of miles away suddenly cracked into spider-web-like cracks without any warning. With a crackling sound, the blood energy condensed in the surroundings dispersed, and the blood columns that sprayed into the air suddenly stopped, then fell back into the blood lake below, and there was no movement anymore.

Above the altar, the middle-aged man in the golden robe suddenly spat out a large mouthful of thick blood, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"How is this possible! Is there another powerful person beside him?" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of astonishment and unwillingness.

"Friend Bu, what happened? Why did the blood sacrifice fail?" Seeing this, the red-horned old man of the Jiaochi tribe asked anxiously.

“I don’t understand either. I clearly felt its presence just now, but when I tried to summon it over, not only did it have no effect, but it also caused backlash from the opponent.” The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said depressedly.

"It seems that the Xuantian Void Sword has either awakened its intelligence and hidden itself, or it has been seized by another powerful person who used his magical power to conceal it.

This situation is very similar to the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword a hundred years ago. However, the blood sacrifice at that time had already begun to summon, but it failed in the end. Now that the summoning has not even begun, it is most likely the latter. If this is the case, it makes sense that the treasure has been constantly changing its position in the past few years. "The old man with red horns said gloomily.

"Then does the noble still have the ability to find this treasure again?" the beautiful woman asked immediately.

The other Mayfly tribe members also looked over, obviously having the same question.

"It's impossible. Last time, several elders in our tribe who were proficient in divination could not get any accurate information after spending a staggering price, so they had to give up temporarily. The situation this time is even more tricky than last time. It is almost impossible to find out the whereabouts of this treasure by divination." A golden-horned member of the Jiaochi tribe shook his head and replied with a grim expression.

"Is that the end of it?"

"Of course not. During the blood sacrifice just now, although the blood cloud was boundless, it still had some direction. We should immediately search in that direction and not let go of any suspicious person. There is a chance that we can find the whereabouts of the Xuantian Void Sword." A young man with two short white horns on his head suggested.

"That makes sense, let's go!" The old man with red horns' eyes flashed, and he approved of the suggestion. He immediately called out, took the lead in setting up the escape light, and shot towards the direction where the blood cloud had just spread.

The remaining members of the Jiaochi tribe followed the old man without saying a word, and the group quickly disappeared into the horizon.

"Brother Bu, should we chase after him?" The beautiful woman turned around and asked the middle-aged man, her eyes full of impatience.

"Of course we have to chase after them. We can't let the Jiao Chi people get it no matter what. Even if we can't find the Xuantian treasure, we have to confirm the true conclusion." The middle-aged man in the golden robe only thought for a moment and agreed.

Afterwards, seven or eight late-stage fusion cultivators of the Mayfly Clan simultaneously set up their escape lights and chased after them at lightning speed.

As these people left, the entire valley gradually became quiet, leaving only the complex and huge altar standing quietly in the center of the valley.

The vast blood lake around seemed to have lost the effect of some kind of power and gradually became lifeless. It would probably dry up and solidify in no time.

In Ye Ming's cave, the parallel space only lasted for a moment before it shattered into pieces like broken glass. After a while of rippling in the void, it returned to its original state.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he immediately sensed everything around him. When he released his divine sense outside the cave, he found that the sky was still clear and there was nothing unusual around him.

I took a look at the right arm, and apart from a faint sword-shaped shadow, there was nothing different to see.

Ye Ming's eyes rolled, he stood up, and quickly cleaned up the things in the cave.

When he had been in seclusion here, he had already considered what would happen next, and he had anticipated that there would be a blood sacrifice and it would not be successful.

Therefore, there were not many things to pack in this temporary cave for retreat. It took him less than half a cup of tea to finish packing. Then he left the cave and flew away quickly in a direction.

(End of this chapter)