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Chapter 333: Sacrifice in the Temple (New)

But the blazing light did not stop, sweeping across the entire perimeter of the altar like a ruthless disaster.

More than a dozen altar guardians were devoured before they could even utter a scream.

The flesh, bones, and weapons of the once powerful guardians all evaporated under the scorching light, as if they had never existed.

The entire altar fell into complete silence, with only the roar of collapse echoing. There was no survivor, and no one could survive the holy light of heavenly punishment.

Everything fell into dead silence.

On the other side, as the purple passage disappeared, Li Ming stopped on the stone steps outside the temple. The scene in front of him made his heart tighten.

A layer of golden light film was like an invisible barrier, suspended in front of him, emitting a soft glow.

Li Ming stretched out his hand, and as soon as his fingertips touched the surface of the light film, he immediately felt a strong repulsive force pushing him away, as if countless pairs of invisible hands were grabbing him tightly and forcing him to retreat.

"This light film...even my holy light can't penetrate it." He whispered to himself, frowning slightly.

He took a deep breath, stepped back a few steps, and stared at the film of light.

Feeling the fluctuations around it, Li Ming immediately realized that this barrier was no ordinary barrier and the power contained in it far exceeded any obstacle he had encountered before.

It seemed to have some close connection with the core power of the temple.

Looking up, the splendor of the temple almost makes people forget to breathe. The huge building sparkles in the sun, holy and mysterious.

On the altar in the temple, ancient runes seemed to be whispering, emitting a faintly formidable aura, as if the whole world was holding its breath for what was about to happen.

"Yingxue Qianying...you are here indeed." Li Ming's gaze passed through the light film and locked onto a figure deep in the temple, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

Through the light film, he could clearly see the scene in front of the altar.

Sakura Yuki Chikage was standing in front of the altar, with two SS-level warriors with terrifying auras beside her.

The man in the black robe had the Masonic emblem embroidered on his chest, and the man in the golden kimono was obviously the master of the Sakura Kingdom Temple.

The aura of both of them is comparable to that of Sakura Yuki Chikage at her peak, and in some aspects, they are not inferior at all.

"An SS-level expert from the Freemasons, and the master of the temple..." Li Ming's heart tightened. He turned around and prepared to teleport away, but his reason told him that facing such a powerful enemy, he had no chance of winning.

However, the moment he turned around, a strange feeling made him stop.

He looked back and found that the three people in the temple seemed unaware of his presence.

"Strange..." Li Ming was stunned for a moment, frowning.

He could clearly feel that there was some unusual gap between him outside the light membrane and everyone inside the temple.

Could it be that this light film has some strange effect?

He took a deep breath and tentatively released a breath. As a result, the three people on the altar still did not react.

Li Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then began to examine everything.

He suppressed his anxiety and quietly observed the situation in the temple.

In front of the altar, Sakura Yuki Chikage's aura became stronger and stronger, almost making the air tremble.

She raised her hands gently, and the indescribable power in her body poured out like a flood, creating a strong resonance with the runes on the altar. Li Ming could feel that her aura continued to rise from the initial stability, and finally stopped at the peak of S-level.

"It seems that her injuries have almost recovered." Li Ming said to himself, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

Even so, he did not take immediate action, but watched quietly.

Yingxue Qianying turned around and looked indifferently at the man in the golden kimono standing next to her: "Palace Master, the sacrificial ceremony can begin."

The hall master nodded, his voice low and full of majesty: "Get ready to start."

Li Ming felt the gaze of the temple master sweeping over him, and his heart tightened immediately. He looked at the ten S-level masters standing around the altar - three representatives of the Freemasons and seven altar masters of the temple.

Everyone's breath was extremely strong, almost making the air sticky.

Those S-level warriors wearing the unique Masonic costumes were like pieces of ice, emitting a cold aura; while the other seven warriors wearing traditional kimonos brought an invisible pressure that made the surrounding space heavy.

The auras between these ten people seemed to be intertwined into some kind of huge network. Li Ming could clearly feel that a powerful energy was slowly brewing, as if it would erupt at any time.

"The Freemasons actually sent out three S-level experts... It seems that this sacrificial ceremony is extraordinary." Li Ming analyzed secretly in his mind, and at the same time he couldn't help but be secretly alert.

His eyes swept over the three powerful Freemasons, especially the old man in black robe standing in the front. The unfathomable aura from him made him feel strongly uneasy.

The ten strong men around the altar chanted a spell in unison. As they raised their hands together, the runes on the altar began to flicker, illuminating the entire temple.

Li Ming's eyes were fixed on the rune, and he felt an invisible force rising from the altar and rushing into the sky.

"Is this... a summoning?" Li Ming's heart was shocked, realizing that this altar was not just a rune formation, but was performing some kind of summoning ritual.

The purple light on the altar became more and more dazzling. The symbol in the center of the totem seemed to resonate with the purple jade talisman in Li Ming's arms. He couldn't help but hold the jade talisman tightly, and an inexplicable premonition surged in his heart.

"Could this be related to the nine altars?" Li Ming stared at the altar, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes.

As the sacrificial ceremony progressed, the air in the temple began to become thicker.

Li Ming could clearly feel that huge energy was accumulating, and a sense of oppression was surging in all directions like a tide.

The entire temple seemed to have fallen into silence. Except for the runes and energy fluctuations around the altar, everything else became silent.

Li Ming's heartbeat unconsciously quickened, and he felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

Outside, the power of the nine altars began to fluctuate quietly.

"If this sacrificial ceremony is related to the altar, then... the challenge this time may involve far more than just one enemy, Yingxue Qianying." Li Ming's eyes condensed and he did not act rashly.

At this moment, the runes on the altar in the temple suddenly glowed, and the deep purple light meandered like a living thing. Every line seemed to have life, twisting slowly on the stone platform.

Amid the interweaving lights, the lines of the runes kept changing and combining, like some obscure ancient language, conveying silent whispers.

Li Ming stared at those traces of light and actually had the illusion that he was being pulled into an illusion, and his head felt dizzy.

"This formation... can actually affect my spirit?" Li Ming was shocked and quickly focused his mind, not daring to look directly at those runes.

The totem in the center of the altar gradually lit up, and the purple light became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow up the entire temple.

Li Ming could feel that the energy was gradually condensing, as if summoning something strange.

(End of this chapter)