Some monks were one step slower, and the pool was already filled with monks who arrived first. They were waiting on one side to prepare for the second batch to enter, but they did not expect such a terrible change to happen.

The pool was like a lifting platform, slowly rising, and finally stopped about ten feet from the ground.

At this moment, blood light rushed into the sky, and a ripple spread in the air. The ripples changed violently and turned into a vortex, gradually increasing their speed.

The essence and blood on the altar were like a tornado pillar, flying directly into the vortex.

The vortex was like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing it greedily, looking extremely strange.

In less than a minute, the flesh and blood of the five thousand monks was sucked away, and the vortex began to close.

Then, a beam of light suddenly flew out and landed in the distance.

Zhuo Yifan's face turned pale, his fists were clenched, and his murderous intent was calm.

Ouyang Qingzhi looked at the place where the light disappeared, and looked angry: "It was made by Anchen and the others."

"Of course it's them. These beasts don't treat the monks under their family as humans. They actually launched a blood sacrifice. It's so hateful." Zhuo Yifan forced himself to kill the murderous intent in his heart and said fiercely: "I must kill these bastards if I have a chance."

"Yifan, calm down. Anchen and Yin are now masters around them, and we are definitely not opponents." Ouyang Qingzhi persuaded, and she also hated the people of these big families to the core.

Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and looked at the many terrified monks, but he was extremely helpless.

Although many monks recognized Zhuo Yifan, they had long issued a pledge of loyalty to Anchen and had to obey the command, otherwise they would be punished by God.

It might be okay for Zhuo Yifan to ask them to do something else, but it is impossible to use it to fight against Anchen and Yindang.

Everyone was a little sad when they watched this scene.

"Elder Anyan, thank you for leading the way so that we can come here. Thank you for your hard work." Anchen's voice suddenly rang out, and a large number of core disciples had already climbed to the rooftop.

Zhuo Yifan's expression remained unchanged, and slowly turned around, looking at Anchen and said, "Where is the curse antidote? Please inform me."

Anchen smiled and said, "Don't worry, the antidote will appear after the blood sacrifice is over."

He pointed to the altar and said, "Under the altar is the legendary underworld fountain."

Zhuo Yifan was shocked and turned into a horror: "Young Master, that's an altar. As long as people stand up, it will become a sacrifice. What do you mean?"

"Elder An An, don't you believe me?" An Chen smiled coldly: "I, An Chen, still disdain to lie to you."

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly said, "I dare not, but what the young master said is really amazing. I am so tired of it that I can't believe it for a moment."

Anchen's eyes flashed with murderous aura: "Since that's the case, why don't Elder Anyan go and experience it yourself?"

Zhuo Yifan's heart sank. Ouyang Qingzhi's face had changed drastically, and he nervously grabbed Zhuo Yifan's hand.

"Why, Elder Anyan is suspicious of me?" Anchen's face darkened, and the masters behind him had already drawn out the cold iron arrow and pointed at Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly: "Young master is too worried, let Anyan go and explore the truth!"

Zhuo Yifan gave Ouyang Qingzhi a reassuring look and walked towards the altar with great strides.

Many monks were indignant when they saw this scene, but they dared not speak out at this moment, and they all looked at Zhuo Yifan with a complicated look.

Zhuo Yifan was not slow, and he was not panicked at all.

Anyone who witnessed the blood sacrifice just now would probably have an inexplicable fear of the altar.

You know, that was a total of 5,000 cultivators. Unexpectedly, they were strangled into flesh and blood without even the slightest resistance. This way of death was too terrible.

When they were in the square for the first time, because the distance was too far, they did not see clearly the terrible scene of the monk being sacrificed. At this moment, the shock was so deep into the soul when they observed it up close.

Seeing that the cultivator with his cultivation level and even stronger strength turned into blood in the altar, the impact made people collapse.

But Zhuo Yifan walked directly under the altar.

Compared with the one in the square, this altar is no different except that it is a little smaller.

However, after the altar was launched, a pool covered with fog was revealed below.

In this pool, there are fogs that cannot be penetrated even with the power of the mind. It is the fog on the path of the Buddha.

So, even Zhuo Yifan doesn’t know what the situation is like.

Since having the power of the mind, Zhuo Yifan has been invincible. No matter where he is, he can see everything. This is the first time he can't see through it like this.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

As powerful as Zhuo Yifan, he was also secretly complaining and regretting it.

Damn it if there is a deep abyss below, wouldn’t I be dead?

"Elder Anyan, what are you waiting for?" Danbao shouted in a sarcasm: "It is said that the Netherworld Yellow Spring is below, jump bravely!"

Zhuo Yifan continued to detect with his spiritual power without giving up, but he did not find anything.

The fog is more thick than imagined and cannot be explored at all.

"Anyan, if you can't go on, I'll kill her!"

Anchen sneered, and suddenly countless long cold iron arrows pointed at Ouyang Qingzhi.

Zhuo Yifan's expression changed, and his murderous intent rose in his heart, but he said coldly: "Young master, I'll go on now, don't make things difficult for them."

With gritted his teeth, Zhuo Yifan jumped and jumped directly into the fog.

Ouyang Qingzhi covered his lips tightly, preventing himself from exclaiming.

In fact, her heart was already in her throat.

Plop!

Zhuo Yifan felt like he had jumped into a pool, and the water in the pool instantly filled the top of his head.

However, what surprised him was that the pool was very strange and had no buoyancy at all.

As soon as he jumped in, he immediately fell down quickly. His speed was so fast that he suspected that he had jumped out of the abyss and was falling rapidly.

But the feeling of being in the flow of water is so clear.

Zhuo Yifan quickly blocked his breath, and his spiritual power turned into a protective cover to protect his body.

After several minutes, Zhuo Yifan felt his legs tremble, and it was finally over.

Without buoyancy, the impact is also amazing. If Zhuo Yifan hadn't been strong, he would have probably had a fracture in this impact.

Zhuo Yifan felt the surroundings curiously, but almost exclaimed.

The devil's heart suddenly started to beat violently.

It’s like a child seeing delicious candies and is eager to try them.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This is a good phenomenon!

According to the guidance of his soul, he walked forward quickly and finally found a ladder after walking a hundred meters.

Zhuo Yifan walked up the stairs and finally walked out of the pool after 99 steps.

Zhuo Yifan's body shook, shaking off the water droplets, and opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
Chapter completed!