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"I picked the last petal for you."

The Blood Ancestor Priest's fingertips fell.

In that instant, all the blood patterns in the altar area lit up simultaneously.

The Soul-Suppressing King Lotus has only one petal left.

Pure white.

weak.

Yet it still protects the last ray of pure light that calms the soul within the flower's heart.

Shen Ye took a step forward.

Too far.

There is only one finger's width between the Blood Ancestor Priest and the King Lotus.

Between Shen Ye and the altar lay an entire sea of ​​blood.

Xue Li's face turned pale.

"It's too late!"

Qin Wuji roared and unleashed a thunderbolt.

The lightning bolts swept across the sea of ​​blood, but were blocked by the crimson barrier outside the altar.

Li Xuance unleashed a sword strike.

The Azure Lotus Sword light sliced ​​through the blood mist, but it was still half a breath slower.

Meng Qianqiu's ancient sword fell almost simultaneously.

It's still not enough.

The Blood Ancestor Priest's fingertips had already touched the edge of the lotus petals.

Just now.

Chu Jinglan suddenly took a step forward.

The deep blue ancient scale on his chest lit up.

The reverse scale of the Canghai Demon Whale left behind by Chu Tianhe.

Beneath the sea of ​​blood, a cry of an ancient whale suddenly rang out.

It wasn't Chu Jinglan's voice.

It wasn't the sound of the Canghai Demon Whale either.

It's more like eighty years ago, when someone stood on the battlefield of ten thousand races, facing a sea of ​​blood and spears.

"ocean."

"At your command!"

boom!

The sea of ​​blood beneath Blood King City paused for a moment.

It was in that very moment.

Fine cracks appeared in the blood-red barrier surrounding the altar.

The Blood Ancestor Priest paused slightly at the tip of his finger.

He turned his head for the first time to look at Chu Jinglan.

"Chu Tianhe's Achilles' heel?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Chu Jinglan's mouth.

He gripped the halberd with both hands, his entire body creaking as if crushed by a sea of ​​blood.

"Shen Ye!"

He doesn't need to say it a second time.

Shen Ye has already made a move.

Night Feather Black Sun Netherfire exploded into a blood mist.

The Nine Netherworld Shadows of Zhu Jiu locked the shadow of the altar.

The lightning seal, which broke through the gate, was nailed to the crack in the blood-red barrier.

Long Yuan roared, and the illusory image of the Fighting King Ape slammed down with both arms, tearing the crack wider.

Shen Ye passed through the crack.

The Blood Ancestor Priest tightened his fingertips.

He plucked half of the last lotus petal.

The other half was swept up by the sword wind that Shen Ye had cut down with his sword.

The pure white lotus petals broke in two in mid-air.

A piece fell into the palm of the Blood Ancestor Priest.

A piece flew towards Shen Ye.

Shen Ye raised his hand and grabbed it.

The Soul-Suppressing Light instantly surged into his palm.

The black box shook violently.

The soul light within Lu Chenzhou's life tablet seemed to have finally found something to save his life.

A system notification sounded.

[Seize the remaining petals of the Soul-Suppressing King Lotus.]

[Percentage of intact petals: 49%]

[Can be used to temporarily stabilize Lu Chenzhou's remnant soul.]

[Insufficient to complete the full return of the soul.]

Shen Ye's eyes turned cold.

Half a petal.

not enough.

The Blood Ancestor Priest looked at the other half of the lotus petal in his palm and smiled gently.

"The Night King"

"You rescued him very quickly."

"Unfortunately, they only managed to save half of them."

After he finished speaking, he directly pressed the half lotus petal into the altar.

boom!

The black and red door pattern in the center of the altar lit up.

The Soul-Suppressing King Lotus has nine petals, eight of which have withered, leaving only half a petal as an entry point.

The remaining half-petal was in Shen Ye's hand.

The Blood Gate Altar was not fully opened.

But it did not fail.

It became extremely unstable.

The entire sea of ​​blood began to boil.

Xue Li's expression changed drastically.

"He's going to force the door open halfway!"

Zhou Xuan's voice was strained.

"What is a half-door?"

Xue Li gritted her teeth and said:

"A complete Blood Gate allows what lies behind it to descend."

"The half-door cannot descend to its true form, but it can cast a shadow of the door."

The voice just fell.

In the center of the altar, the black and red door patterns slowly cracked open.

A gray-white eye opened from behind the crack in the door.

The ancestral blood mark on Shen Ye's wrist suddenly became hot.

At the same moment, the Heavenly Punishment Eye on Jie Chen's forehead also opened completely.

Two eyes met across the altar.

Grayish-white door opening.

Heavenly Punishment and Calamity.

The Blood Ancestor Priest whispered:

"The doorway is now complete."

"Night King, what will you use to bestow this title this time?"

Shen Ye did not answer.

He stuffed half a lotus petal into the black box.

Inside the black box, Lu Chenzhou's remnant soul surged with a blue light.

Half a petal is not enough for the soul to return.

But enough to wake you up for a moment.

A hoarse voice came from the black box.

"Shen Ye."

"Slay beneath the altar."

Shen Ye's eyes flickered.

"What's down there?"

Lu Chenzhou's voice was intermittent, yet extremely fast.

"The sea of ​​blood is not the source of the altar."

"Beneath the altar, there is another corpse."

Xue Li's expression changed instantly.

"corpse?"

Lu Chenzhou said:

"The true form of the Blood Ancestor Priest..."

"It's not up there."

"Under the altar."

Everyone looked at the Blood Ancestor Priest at the same time.

The faceless masked figure on the altar tilted its head slightly.

Lu Chenzhou.

"You woke up at a very bad time."

Shen Ye looked at him.

"So you're just a blood body after all."

The Blood Ancestor Priest did not deny it.

"My blood is enough to kill you."

The gray-white peephole rotates.

The next moment, countless door patterns lit up in the sea of ​​blood.

Each door mark was aligned with the ancestral blood mark on Shen Ye's wrist.

Xue Li said urgently:

"Don't let the light shine on you!"

Shen Ye raised his hand.

Night Feather transformed into a black sun, blocking his way.

The light from the door fell.

The Black Sun and the Netherfire trembled violently.

In just half a breath, several bloody cracks appeared on Ye Yu's wings.

Shen Ye's eyes turned cold.

"Zhou Xuan".

Zhou Xuan immediately understood.

The array plate flew out.

"Give me three breaths!"

Qin Wuji, Li Xuance, Chu Jinglan, and Meng Qianqiu moved forward simultaneously.

The four stood in a line, blocking the blood-stained shadows from rushing towards them from the sea of ​​blood.

Qin Wuji's lightning surged.

"hurry up!"

Zhou Xuan formed hand seals, and the array plate split into seventy-two array flags.

The battle flags fell into the sea of ​​blood, briefly fixing the four corners of the altar in place.

"There's a hollow layer at the bottom of the altar!"

"But the entrance is sealed off by the blood-stained markings!"

Shen Ye looked at Jie Chen.

"open."

As the dust of calamity opened its mouth, the thunderous seal that shattered the door blasted into the sea of ​​blood

The gray-white lightning bolts drilled downwards along Zhou Xuan's array flag.

Sure enough, a hidden door pattern appeared at the bottom of the altar.

Behind the door pattern, there is a dried-up corpse bound by blood chains.

The corpse had no face.

A blood-red sacrificial staff was stuck in his chest.

Blood Glass's pupils contracted.

"That is the true form of the Blood Ancestor Priest!"

The faceless, blood-red figure on the altar finally spoke in a completely cold voice.

"court death."

The light from the gray-white door suddenly surged.

The shadow of the door was forcefully pressed down.

Chu Jinglan had just used the Reverse Scale to stop the sea of ​​blood, and now he had reached his limit.

He knelt halfway in the blood, gritting his teeth, and said:

"Shen Ye!"

Shen Ye sank into the sea of ​​blood in one step.

Beneath the sea of ​​blood, the pressure is terrifying.

Countless blood spirits wanted to enter his body.

The Netherworld Realm of Candle Nine unfolded, suppressing the tide of souls for him.

Night Feather Black Sun Netherfire protected his entire body.

Long Yuan roared in the Beast Taming Space, his bones supported by the Battle Blood Pattern.

Jie Chen perched on his shoulder, his Heavenly Punishment Eyes fixed intently on the hidden door patterns.

Shen Ye reached the bottom of the altar.

The dried-up corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

It has no eyeballs.

There were only two cracks in the door.

"The Night King"

"You shouldn't have come down."

Shen Ye raised his sword.

"You shouldn't have kept it hidden."

The sword flashed down.

The hidden door pattern was pinned down by the Calamity Dust Thunder Seal.

The nine-nine candles, the shadow of the burial, lock the blood chain of the corpse.

Night Feather Netherfire burns the sacrificial staff.

The blood-red patterns from the Dragon Abyss battle pressed into the sword's edge.

Shen Ye did not hold back on this sword strike.

All beasts are annihilated by a single strike.

boom!

The bottom of the altar was cleaved open by a sword.

The crimson sacrificial staff cracked open.

A black and gold sword mark was slashed across the chest of the dried-up corpse.

The faceless, blood-red figure on the altar shuddered violently.

The gray-white doorway in mid-air also dimmed a bit.

A system notification sounded.

[Hit the Blood Ancestor Priest's true form.]

The stability of the Second Blood Gate Altar has decreased.

Current stability: 57%.

Shen Ye did not stop.

The second sword was about to strike.

The ancestral blood mark on his wrist suddenly lit up.

The light from the peephole shone on him through the sea of ​​blood.

Shen Ye's body stiffened.

The Blood Ancestor Priest's withered lips slowly cracked open.

"Got you?"

next moment.

Behind Shen Ye, the sea of ​​blood split open.

A small, gray-white door slowly opened, close to his shadow.

Inside the door, a pale hand reached out and grabbed at his heart.

Inside the black box, Lu Chenzhou's remnant soul suddenly lit up.

"Shadow Slash!"

Shen Ye's eyes sharpened.

He didn't turn around.

He swung his sword down with a backhand motion, slashing directly at his own shadow.