Douluo 2: Lord of the Gods.

Chapter 620: Blood Formation Rising, the Sorrow of Mingdu, the Bug Xu Tianran

Is it possible that he will never be able to take revenge in this lifetime?
Was his ambition destined to be shattered, and was he never able to unify the continent and become an emperor for all time?
Xu Tianran was very unwilling, but he had no choice but to compromise.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great; he seemed to have no chance of winning.

"By the way, where did Ye Xishui go? Those evil soul masters were running around Mingdu City all day long. What exactly are they trying to do?"

A look of confusion flashed in Xu Tianran's eyes as he thought of Ye Xishui.

When Ye Xishui, that eccentric guy, came back, his actions were a bit hard for him to understand.

After Long Xiaoyao died, this guy seemed to have completely gone mad.

Xu Tianran was helpless.

Why can't I have a single reliable teammate?
"It seems these guys from the Holy Spirit Cult aren't reliable either."

Xu Tianran muttered something to himself, and then, with the help of a maid, left the main hall.

Xu Tianran strolled around the garden. Although the renovated imperial garden was not as magnificent as before, it was still serene.

Xu Tianran usually comes here to relax whenever he is in a bad mood.

As he admired the surrounding scenery, Xu Tianran's originally gloomy mood was somewhat soothed.

Suddenly, the ground shook.

Xu Tianran was almost thrown off his wheelchair. He quickly steadied himself and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, countless blood-red pillars of light shot into the sky within the city of Mingdu.

The crimson pillars of light were arranged in a special way, almost completely enveloping the entire Mingdu.

High in the sky, crimson pillars of light intertwined, and an extremely strange and bloody array appeared, enveloping the entire Ming capital.

"what is this?"

Xu Tianran was horrified; the blood-red array filled him with a deep sense of unease.

……

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The center of Mingdu City.

There is an altar here.

The altar was ten meters high and had an octagonal structure. Ye Xishui, dressed in a blood-red robe, stood at the very center of the altar.

Her expression was calm, and her face was pretty. If you ignored the bloodthirsty aura around her, she was indeed a great beauty.

No wonder Long Xiaoyao and Mu En never forgot her for the rest of their lives.

But at this moment, the beauty's eyes were filled with madness and tyranny.

Ye Xishui stood in the center of the altar, looking calmly at Mingdu City, which was enveloped by a thick blood array, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

Space rippled, and a dark shadow appeared.

"The blood sacrifice may begin."

A cold, sinister voice rang out from the shadowy figure.

Ye Xishui nodded, waved her right hand, and the blood-red array pattern pressed down sharply.

Streaks of blood-red light surged forth, engulfing the entire Mingdu City.

Anyone touched by the bloody light would instantly melt like ice and snow, leaving only blood on the ground.

"What the hell is this!"

In the Imperial Garden, Xu Tianran's maid was unfortunately struck by a beam of bloody light and instantly turned into blood.

Xu Tianran was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Damn it, what is this?"

"Ye Xishui, it must be Ye Xishui! What the hell is that bastard up to?!"

Xu Tianran roared in anger. Seeing another burst of blood, he quickly retreated, his hands almost sparking as he rubbed them.

The wheelchair drifted faster than a horse-drawn carriage.

"what!!!"

A series of mournful cries echoed from within the city of Mingdu.

In the land ravaged by bloodshed, countless people turned into blood, and the entire Ming capital was transformed into a living hell in an instant.

Bloodstained the entire capital.

Ye Xishui stood in the center of the altar, and streams of blood energy surged toward her from all directions of Mingdu City.

Blood flames rose from Ye Xishui's body, a sign that her blood energy was extremely concentrated.

Ye Xishui formed hand seals and chanted, "With myself as the conduit, and the blood sacrifice of a million lives, I respectfully invite the great Holy Prison to descend!"

At this moment, Ye Xishui's essence blazed fiercely. With the essence of a quasi-god peak burning, plus the blood energy of millions of living beings, a thick pillar of blood-red light shot into the sky.

The blood array was fully formed at this moment.

"Boom!"

Blood rained down from the sky, and the entire continent seemed to be wailing.

Blood-red clouds gathered, and crimson lightning struck the earth.

High above, space distorted, as if some barrier had been torn apart, revealing a deep crack.

Through the crack, it seemed as if one could see a bottomless abyss!

“Hahahaha, hahahaha!”

The shadowy figure let out a wild, sinister laugh. After years of planning, this moment had finally arrived.

"You cannot stop the great Holy Prison, the world will of Douluo Continent. The glory of my race will shine on every inch of Douluo Continent."

The dark figure opened its arms wide, its expression one of fanaticism.

As more and more blood energy flowed in, the crack grew larger and larger, and gradually stabilized.

One after another, bizarre creatures emerged from the cracks, stretching out like an endless tide.

"Finally, I can get out! Hehehe!"

From within the crack came bursts of eerie laughter, and following a host of strange creatures, figures descended and landed on the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure swept over, and Ye Xishui's figure froze, her eyes turning black again.

The dark figure cackled and disappeared into Ye Xishui's body, its pitch-black eyes like black holes, devouring everything.

"Welcome to the great Lord of the Spirit Prison!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Ye Xishui, no, at this moment she should be called the Lord of the Spirit Prison.

He cackled and issued his first order.

"Go, lead the warriors of my people to conquer this continent."

The Lord of the Spirit Prison solemnly declares.

"Yes, my Lord!"

One by one, figures knelt on the ground and then scattered in all directions, with strange creatures spreading out in all directions under their guidance.

They will carry out the orders of the Lord of the Spirit Prison to conquer this continent.

"Not enough, not enough. This amount of bloodthirsty energy is far from sufficient."

"I need more blood food."

"When the Emperor arrives, the Douluo Continent will be ours for the taking."

The Lord of the Spirit Prison laughed wildly, as wisps of black mist enveloped the heavens and earth.

"Ye Xishui, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?"

Beneath the altar, Xu Tianran, who witnessed everything firsthand, was filled with rage.

Behind him, Kong Deming was also furious.

Today, Mingdu is a place where monsters roam freely and corpses litter the ground. The most prosperous city on the continent has now become a ghost town.

"Noisy."

The Lord of the Spirit Prison looked at Xu Tianran impatiently and gently raised his hand.

Xu Tianran's body involuntarily floated up.

He clutched his throat with both hands and struggled desperately.

"Since when do insects dare to chime in, huh?"

With a clench of his hand, the Lord of the Spirit Prison shattered Xu Tianran's body, turning him into a bloody pulp.

"His Majesty!"

Kong Deming cried out in despair, unable to believe it!

Ye Xishui actually killed Xu Tianran just like that?

Aren't they partners?
"Ye Xishui, have you gone mad? How dare you kill His Majesty!"

Kong Deming said angrily.

The Lord of the Spirit Prison waved impatiently at Kong Deming, and the space shattered instantly.

An unparalleled force struck Kong Deming.

(End of this chapter)