at cross-legged in a rift valley at the back of Wuchongmen, waiting quietly for Du Han's appearance.At this time, the flying demon wasn't by his side.A beautiful butterfly danced on his fingertip.Qin..."Where is Ye Laomo"

Everyone was astonished.

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The Ghostly Demon Monarch pointed at the Blood Gate, saying repeatedly, “We’re a step too late. Elder Ye has already broken through the gate. There was a fluctuation from behind the Blood Gate just now, which should be Elder Ye cracking the ancient restrictions inside. After that, the fluctuation suddenly disappeared. We don’t know if they have succeeded. Time is of the essence, fellow Daoists, hurry and assist me!”

Upon hearing this, the crowd was astonished and immediately surrounded the seated Lord Tongyu Demon Monarch, joining forces to attack the Blood Gate.

The Blood Gate appears dilapidated, shaking violently with every attack, yet remains incredibly sturdy.

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The runes on the Blood Gate flicker, incomplete as they are. Even when attacked, they can still absorb and dissipate most of the force. Less than one tenth of attacks actually reach the Blood Gate itself.

If the ancient prohibitions are intact, even if all three realms' cultivators gathered together, they wouldn't be able to break in.

The Mystical Lord had been probing all along, gaining some understanding of the Blood Gate's restrictions. Qin Sang also offered timely suggestions. After some exploration, they found the weakest point and launched a series of attacks.

While they attacked the Blood Gate, there was an eerie silence from behind it. It was unknown what Ye Lao Mo and the others were doing, causing much worry.

However, the towers inside the Blood Gate are imposing and mysterious, clearly different from anywhere else, not simple at all. It can't just be left to Ziyuan alone.

Even if we can't stop Ye Lao Mo, getting a share of the pie and profiting from it would be worthwhile.

Each person has their own thoughts and is doing their best to attack the Blood Gate.

Qin Sang urged the Blackwood Sword, dividing it into thousands of sword lights, cascading out like the Milky Way, relentlessly bombarding the Blood Gate. This sight was breathtaking.

Everyone had heard that the Moonlit Demon King was a master swordsman, and today, seeing him with their own eyes, they realized it was true. Among the nascent souls of the Xiao Han Realm, there were also several who wielded swords, but facing Qin Sang's swordsmanship, they could only feel ashamed.

Qin Sang's sword intent stemmed from the path of killing, yet it encompassed everything.

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Such swordsmanship, they had never seen nor heard of before. They didn't know who this demon king had learned it from.

Qin Sang didn't know what these people were thinking. He silently activated his Heavenly Eye and, through the gap in the blood gate, observed the scene behind it.

The blood mist was thick as porridge.

The Black Tower seemed to be submerged in a sea of blood.

The entire Blood Lake sealed space, after countless years of erosion by blood mist, has assimilated everything else. Their nature has changed and become bloody.

But the material of the Black Tower remains unknown. It is still as black as ink and very noticeable.

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The Black Tower soared a thousand zhang into the sky, constructed from countless square stones. Its surface was rough and uneven, whether it was due to the divine object concealing itself or the unique material used, Qin Sang couldn't tell. He saw no glimmer of runes nor any signs like blood lightning or ominous winds.

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The black dot I saw outside before must be the tip of the Black Tower.

Just as Qin Sang was speculating about the purpose of these black towers, a cheer suddenly rang out. He saw that after violently shaking, the blood gate slowly opened a crack.

The Netherworld Demon Lord swiftly moved to the crack.

Confirming there were no ambushes, everyone filed in.

Standing between the black towers, I suddenly felt how small I was. I sighed inwardly and then hurried to display my supernatural powers, searching for traces of Ye Lao Mo and the others, but found nothing.

This place seems peaceful, the blood mist has stopped flowing, as if no one had ever come here.

Qin Sang silently observed, but still didn't see any trace of ancient prohibitions. It seemed even safer than other places.

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Ye Lao Mo and the others are estimated to have entered a certain black tower...

The Netherworld Demon Lord spoke in a deep voice.

Everyone glanced at each other, then chose a black tower nearby to investigate. As soon as they moved, several soft cries rang out.

Several people attempting to fly into the air had barely risen three feet when they were suppressed. Without warning, a pressure appeared in the sky, pressing them down hard, nearly turning them into rolling gourds.

Luckily, they had high cultivation levels and quick reflexes, so they didn't embarrass themselves.

"There are restrictions here that we cannot perceive..."

Everyone could only honestly stay on the ground. Just as they had this thought, another change occurred!

'...snoring...'

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A violent wind sprang up from the flat ground, and billowing blood mist surged like a tidal wave, engulfing them.

Everyone cried out in alarm and hurriedly summoned their magical treasures to protect themselves.

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Qin Sang urged his sword glow to envelop his body, the烏木 Sword hanging upside down above his head.

Just as Qin Sang finished formulating a response, his vision began to shift and change rapidly. Then, everything spun wildly. When he regained his senses, he was astonished to find that everyone around him, including Qing Jun, had vanished.

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He was now surrounded by a sea of blood, the shadowy figure of the Black Tower clear to see.

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These black towers seem within reach, yet they are forever distant. He takes a step forward, and the tower in front of him retreats a step, always just out of reach.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang finally understood. They had unknowingly fallen into some kind of large formation, and the formation was constructed using those black towers.

The methods of the ancient cultivators were indeed profound and unfathomable. The great formation was set up here, yet there was no trace of it. They didn't notice anything amiss and fell into the trap.

Though trapped by the unknown army, Qin Sang remained calm and composed.

Once he entered the Blood Gate, he noticed that these black towers, like the Blood Gate itself, were dilapidated. Many of them had collapsed, leaving only half.

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The Black Tower is damaged, the power of the great formation will certainly be affected, with holes everywhere.

If Ye Lao Mo can handle it, there's no reason why they can't.

Qin Sang regained his composure and carefully observed, sure enough, he saw several flaws. His heart was no longer in turmoil.

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The only trouble is that it's harder to find Old Demon Ye and the others in a large crowd.

He drew out a sword talisman.

They had prepared various contingency plans in advance for different situations.

This sword talisman's refining method was obtained from an ancient battlefield site. Refining a sword talisman requires a lot of precious materials, and generally, no one is willing to refine such things.

The sword sheath in the hands of Lord Tongyu Demon, whoever wields the sword can sense Lord Tongyu Demon's location and approach him.

This ridiculously flawed formation is impossible to block the perception of sword talismans.

Qin Sang was about to activate the sword talisman when suddenly, he paused his incantation and released the fat chicken.

The fat chicken came out and saw the formation, its heart was startled. It honestly huddled beside Qin Sang. Even a broken formation could easily trap it to death.

"Try the Thunder Beads, this is the core of Blood Lake. If your mother isn't here, I'm afraid…"

Qin Sang sighed.

This place was sealed by a blood gate. It took everyone's combined effort to barely open a crack. The Swallowing Thunder Falcon Demon King came in alone back then, and it was almost impossible for him to break through the gate.

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"Yes!"

The fat chicken prayed silently, with trepidation, summoning the Thunderbolt Bead. Its eyes were half-closed, and it muttered words under its breath.

Lei Nianzhu hovered above its head, slowly rotating.

As Fatty Chicken activated his secret technique, a faint white light suddenly flickered on the Thunder Bead. The light was very weak at first, but gradually grew brighter, transforming into a ball of light the size of a fist.

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And between the spheres of light, there ran wisps of lightning.

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Seeing this, Qin Sang's eyes narrowed. Since entering the blood lake, Fat Chicken had tried countless times, but Lei Nianzhu had never reacted like this before!the current, piercing through the ethereal blue light, and in the ruins, he found the hidden hall.The place where the Dark Hall once stood was now a deep pit, its grand hall reduced to rubble. However...