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Wang Ping was very curious about their sacrificial ceremony. When he sensed that Yu Heng took the initiative to come up and say hello, part of his consciousness descended upon the puppet that was repairing the transfer array in outer space.

The black and white light was still reflected in Wang Ping's sight. In the distance was still the same meteorite with the same ecological zone on it. The geomagnetic spell constructed around it made the meteorite merge with the gravity of the starry sky so that it would not be thrown out of the starry sky they had defined.

In addition, Wang Ping felt a very special breath here that made him feel a little uncomfortable, because this breath seemed to be probing his consciousness, although he could feel that it was an unconscious probe.

"Fellow Daoist, we met briefly and said goodbye in a hurry that year. I didn't expect to meet again in such a scene." Yu Heng came over and took a look at Wang Ping's puppet first, and then talked to him after confirming that there was Wang Ping's breath.

Wang Ping turned his head and looked at Yu Heng and said, "The transfer array here is the most seriously damaged. Don't you usually maintain it?"

He started with business first, and he was also curious about what Yu Heng and his team were transporting every day.

Yu Heng said with a smile: "We don't know how to maintain it either. How about you set up a charter for us later, and we will maintain it according to your charter in the future."

Wang Ping agreed and asked casually, "What exactly are you transporting? I just saw that the transfer array here must be used at least six times every twelve hours."

Yu Heng's eyes flashed, and then he said generously: "Fellow Daoist, you should know that we are members of the 'Jiutian Pavilion'. It is inevitable that we have more guests coming and going in normal times."

The smile on his face deepened when he said this. "I'm glad we made the decision. Outer space is indeed a good place. Those creatures from other regions are full of spirituality. Worshiping them is better than worshiping any living creature."

As he spoke, he invited, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to go and take a look at our altar?"

Wang Ping was surprised by Yu Heng's invitation, but he did not refuse. He smiled and said, "I am also curious about what your so-called saint is."

Yu Heng said nothing more, because Wang Ping's words were full of blasphemy to him, but he did not get angry about it. He just politely turned sideways and made an inviting gesture.

Wang Ping did not go there immediately, but instead activated a transfer talisman and attached it to a nearby transfer array. Otherwise, he would not be able to maintain his consciousness and continue to descend upon the puppet.

Yu Heng waited quietly, appearing to be extremely patient. When Wang Ping had arranged the transfer talisman, he politely invited him, "This way, please."

The ecological zone is not far from the transfer array, but Wang Ping is now in a puppet body and his speed is not that fast. Yu Heng takes good care of him and deliberately reduces the flying speed.

Two quarters of an hour later, when the two flew to the outskirts of the ecological zone, Wang Ping asked abruptly, "Has Daoist Fellow ever heard of the Shangdan Sect?"

Yu Heng was startled, then asked, "What's the matter with Shang Dan Sect? To be honest, since I came here, I haven't paid attention to any affairs of Shang Dan Sect. When I left, I had already handed over the affairs of Shang Dan Sect."

His tone seemed casual, but deep down he was subconsciously concerned about the Shangdan Sect.

Wang Ping told the truth about everything that happened to Shangdan Sect ten years ago. "After so many years, when I occasionally traveled to Hushan Country in my consciousness, I saw that Shangdan Sect was still in chaos. Some disciples in the sect attached themselves to Yuqing Sect, some attached themselves to Linshui Mansion, and some secretly colluded with Taiyin Sect."

Yu Heng was silent for a long time after hearing this and then said, "At least the inheritance is still there. During the monster race war, our Shangdan Sect came into being. We worked hard to resist the rule of the monster race. Later, with the help of various sects, we perfected the Shangdan Secret Method and established the Shangdan Sect with this secret method. The current situation is much better than when I first started practicing."

After he said this, his mood became much more open-minded. He must have suddenly figured out something.

Wang Ping looked at Yu Heng seriously and did not continue the topic. He then followed Yu Heng into the ecological zone. The moment he entered the ecological zone, the unconscious detection he had just sensed near the transfer array became more obvious.

There were almost no cultivators active outside the ecological zone, only some ordinary people doing basic work. Wang Ping swept his consciousness over and soon discovered that most of the cultivators were resting and meditating in their respective courtyards, and those who were not resting were gathered near the traps that guided the out-of-domain objects.

Yu Heng sensed Wang Ping's consciousness and explained, "The spiritual power released by True Lord Lieyang when he burned Zhongzhou has spread from Zhongzhou Star to the outside world. Recently, many things from outside the world have broken through the border's protective barrier. I got news that there is a consciousness so strong that it requires a Star God of the Fifth Realm to suppress it."

His last sentence made Wang Ping's eyelids twitch slightly.

"Are there many extraterritorial creatures that need to be suppressed by the Five-Realm Star God?" Wang Ping asked subconsciously.

"You are more optimistic than I thought. When I first heard about this incident, it took me many years to get rid of the trouble it brought. This may be because I have experienced the great war with the demon tribe and have seen too many desperate things."

Yu Heng sighed before answering, "There aren't many extraterritorial creatures that require a fifth-level star god to intervene, and there have only been a few recorded instances within the Star God Alliance."

After that, he invited again: "This way, please..."

He pointed to the area where light and darkness alternated, which was also the edge of the ecological barrier formation, and as he spoke, he soared into the sky and flew close to the ground.

Wang Ping's consciousness, which fell on the puppet, was unable to detect what was happening ahead, so he could only follow Yu Heng with confusion.

As the barren land within sight continued to recede and everything in front of the eyes became dim, the earth began to become flat, and the flat ground was carved with densely packed runes, which were the most basic sacrificial runes. They constructed a huge sacrificial array, and it was the sacrificial array of the Taiyin Sect.

At the border where light and darkness alternate, there is a magnificent sacrificial platform. On the top of the platform is carved a very abstract statue of a deity. It is a complex symbol, like a ball of light or a ball of flame. But if you look closely, you can find some strange patterns that seem to be artificially drawn.

This should be the saint imagined by the 'Jiutian Pavilion'. It should be the product of the combination of many people's ideas. Almost all the symbols that can be thought of in human consciousness have been blended together by them. However, they dare not imagine the saint in the form of a specific living being.

Wang Ping's consciousness was unconsciously attracted by the complex symbols. Until he reached the steps of the sacrificial platform, he was still looking at the symbols floating at the top.

"Fellow Taoist, you are well."

A familiar but unremembered voice sounded in Wang Ping's ears, causing Wang Ping to come back to his senses and turn his head to look in the direction of the voice. However, he saw not Zixuan, but the Taiyin evil cultivator Cangyue Taoist. When he was about to bow and greet, Zixuan, who was standing next to Cangyue Taoist, also smiled and bowed and greeted, "Daoyou Changqing, how are you?"

Wang Ping suppressed his thoughts, bowed and said with a smile: "My two Taoist friends, how are you?"

After he said this, he felt relieved, because according to the information from the Taoist Palace, Taoist Cangyue was also a member of the 'Jiutian Pavilion'.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Wang Ping suddenly realized that these three people probably wanted to pull him into the "Jiutian Pavilion", but Wang Ping had no interest in their worship of the saint.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come at the right time. We are about to start a sacrificial ceremony. Why don't you stay and watch?" Zixuan did not hesitate to invite him directly.

"Can I watch?" Wang Ping expressed his attitude. He wanted to watch, but he didn't want to join the 'Jiutian Pavilion'.

"Others may not be able to do it, but you, Daoist Fellow Changqing, can." Cangyue responded with a smile. He was now wearing a gray and white wide-sleeved Taoist robe and a white jade crown on his head. He looked more upright than Zixuan, the Yuqing Sect monk next to him.

Zixuan and Yuheng both nodded with a smile, and then Zixuan invited them, "Please come in."

He pointed to the steps leading to the sacrificial platform. Wang Ping looked up and was attracted by the complex symbols above again, but this time he reacted quickly.

Seeing Zixuan smiling and climbing up the stairs first, Wang Ping followed his steps, and Yu Heng and Cangyue followed closely behind.

As his sight got closer to the top of the sacrificial steps, Wang Ping became more curious, but he still maintained enough patience. When he approached the top of the sacrificial platform, he even thought that he would be used as a sacrifice, so he remained vigilant. But even if he, the puppet, was sacrificed, his own soul would not be harmed too much, so he followed with peace of mind.

After a while, Wang Ping's curiosity was satisfied. What he saw was a magic array core that was almost the same as the divine sacrificial array. In front of it was a very formal altar. The entire sacrificial platform was prepared for this altar.

The abstract "saint" is located in the center of the platform, and at the bottom is a huge stone pillar. Those abstract symbols are carved on this stone pillar. This place happens to be a place where light and darkness alternate, half of the area is in darkness, and the other half is dazzlingly bright.

When standing here, the unconscious peeping becomes more serious, as if there are no secrets here.

"If you want to watch, it's best to stand here."

Zixuan pointed to a corner of the platform in the sunlight. There were no magic arrays or runes arranged there. It looked like a specially prepared audience seat.

Wang Ping naturally followed the host's wishes and walked to the controlled "audience seats" and stood there.

Then Taoist Yu Heng was seen injecting dozens of energy crystals into the central area of ​​a nearby magic circle. The next moment, all the magic circles within a radius of more than ten kilometers were activated.

Wang Ping's gaze was directed towards the darkness that the sunlight could not cover, because he felt that there was a surging chaotic spirituality in the darkness rushing towards him, but his consciousness attached to this puppet was too weak to check the specific situation.

Soon, he knew what was going on. It was a surge of extraterritorial creatures. Their ugly and irregular bodies were flying towards this side rapidly, carrying dark extraterritorial energy.

Behind these creatures from outside the domain are hundreds of cultivators, the highest of them is in the third realm, and the lowest has just entered the realm. They seem to be driving the creatures from outside the domain over here, or it seems that the creatures from outside the domain are attracted by the spirituality emitted by the sacrificial array here.

The answer was soon revealed. When those extraterritorial creatures approached the sacrificial array, they swarmed down and landed on the core of the sacrificial array. At this moment, they looked like bees attracted by sweet syrup. Just when they landed at the core of the array and tried to absorb the spiritual substances inside, the confinement array carved together with the sacrificial array was immediately activated, fixing them in the sacrificial array.

The sharp cry suddenly resounded through the starry sky through the chaotic spirituality, and some spiritual creatures in the world of inspiration were also attracted here. Their fate was even worse than those creatures from outside the domain. Their spirituality would be completely extracted before they could get close to the magic circle.

In just a moment, the cores of the spread-out magic arrays were filled with extraterritorial creatures. After the dark energy on their bodies dissipated, what appeared in Wang Ping's sight were some skinny bodies with limbs and heads on them, but the limbs were in irregular shapes and the heads were even more bizarre.

Wang Ping tried his best not to imagine where they came from or why they appeared here. He just observed what was happening at the moment. The spirituality they carried was gathered to the core area on the platform through the sacrificial array spread over dozens of kilometers nearby. Then he saw Cangyue take out a corpse soldier puppet from the storage bag and control the puppet to approach the core position.

From this we can see that although these people are crazy, they are not crazy enough to use themselves as experiments.

In Wang Ping's sight, those gathered spiritualities turned into colorful spots of light and merged into the abstract symbols carved on the stone pillar. At this moment, Wang Ping felt that the feeling of being spied on was even more serious, but it was not directed at him, but at every inch of the starry sky, as if there was an unknown existence recording the starry sky.

Wang Ping was somewhat uncomfortable with this feeling, because his consciousness told him that he must resist, but he could not locate the unknown existence.

At this moment, Zixuan, Yuheng and Cangyue all became extremely pious. They kept bowing in front of the altar with their minds in a relaxed state.

Time passes slowly.

An hour later, Zixuan and the other two continued to kneel in the posture of worship. The stone pillar seemed to have endless space, as if to absorb all the spiritual energy of this sacrifice.

Two hours later, everything in the starry sky seemed to have stopped. The monks who were driving away the extraterritorial creatures nearby gathered near the sacrificial platform and kept kneeling devoutly. The extraterritorial creatures captured by the sacrificial array no longer struggled, nor made any sound, because they had lost even their crazy life consciousness.

Three hours later, the spiritual energy gathered by the sacrificial array was almost completely absorbed.

But Zixuan and the other two, as well as the monks around the sacrificial platform, still maintained a pious attitude until the abstract symbol suddenly flashed a milky white halo. The moment this halo appeared, Wang Ping wanted to use the "Heavenly Eye" to check its cause and effect, but this puppet could not drive the "Heavenly Eye".

After counting the interest.

With a sound of breaking through the air, the halo of light sank into the center of the corpse puppet's eyebrows. (End of this chapter)