Blood sacrifice.

Several white-haired demon clansmen from the heavenly realm stood on the high platform in front, wearing linen robes and holding a short sword in their hands.

Behind them are more than a dozen Heavenly Realms and nearly a hundred and a half-step Heavenly Realms.

These people have different shapes, some have double horns on their heads, some have full manes, and some have long tails waving behind them and big ears that flap lightly.

Under the high platform, dozens of demon clan formations were arranged neatly.

Each square formation contains thousands of earth-level monsters.

This is evident from the strength of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan.

"Sacrifice"

The old voice sounded, and all the monsters pressed the knives in their hands into their palms, and then clenched them tightly.

"Stab"

The long knife was drawn out, and blood splattered.

The throbbing blood filled the air instantly.

Between heaven and earth, there is a strong wind shaking.

The vast power seems to be a call from ancient times.

The secret realm of ten thousand monsters is opened with the blood of ten thousand monsters.

Blood sacrifice.

A huge wind roll formed and then swept the space.

A doorway filled with blood and energy appeared.

It is as green as the wilderness.

"Enter the secret realm, leave the Qi and blood to guide you, and after a hundred days, use the blood to guide you back."

The old voice called out loudly, and he came to the side of the tall blood-qi gate and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Among the demon clan formations, the demon clan masters who were under five hundred years old walked to the door, put down their short swords, and pressed the bloody marks on their palms against the door.

Then the spiritual light and blood enveloped the body, and these earth-level monsters disappeared one by one.

A short sword was placed in front of the hundred-foot-high gate.

Use your own blood as a guide to enter the secret realm of all monsters.

"Let's go."

After thousands of demon clansmen in the Southern Wilderness entered the secret realm, Han Muye gave a low shout, took Huang Zhihu in hand, stepped out, and landed in front of the door.

Huang Zhihu was a little nervous and held the little white fox in his hand without letting go.

Xiang Lingshuang, a young man from the Elephant tribe, stood behind Huang Zhihu, not leaving even an inch.

One by one, young elites from Western Xinjiang flew down behind Han Muye and the others, with auras surging around them.

On the other side, a group of black turtle fish monsters covered in black scales and holding alien weapons strode over.

The tall young man who led the team turned to look at Han Muye and opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of slender white teeth.

A gloomy and cold air hit the troops in the western border area, causing the strong wind to tremble.

"No fighting is allowed outside the gates of the secret realm." An old voice sounded.

The young leader of the Black Turtle Demon laughed loudly, stepped forward, slapped his hand on the door, leaving a blood mark, and then disappeared.

Behind him, fish monsters wearing black scales followed.

Thousands of black turtle demons entered the courtyard, and a group of Zhongzhou soldiers wearing black armor and black iron masks stepped forward.

At the front of the soldiers was a middle-aged man wearing half armor and holding a long-handled sword, with a sinister look on his face.

"From Western Xinjiang?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Muye, and then glared at the yellow fat tiger Han Muye was holding.

I thought Huang Zhihu was scared, but Huang Zhihu frowned, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Father, he is not a good person when he glares at me."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and the expression on his face turned indeed cold and stern: "Xijiang and Southern Wilderness are colluding together. When this guard comes back from the secret realm, I will destroy you, Xijiang, too."

Guardian envoy.

Qian Yiming.

According to Xiao Yueli, Qian Yiming agreed to a ten-year truce in exchange for the qualification to enter the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons.

But listen now, this ambitious Xuanyang Guard envoy seems to be very prejudiced against Western Xinjiang?

"Guardian Qian is interested in Western Xinjiang?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Then I hope you have the opportunity to come to our Western Xinjiang as a guest."

"Han will treat you well."

Treat yourself well.

Besides swords, what else can a sword cultivator offer as hospitality?

Qian Yiming didn't seem to expect that Han Muye would be so neither humble nor overbearing. He was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I have kept my word on this invitation."

After saying that, he strode forward and shouted: "Boy, don't die in the secret realm."

"Commander Qian, it's the same." Han Muye replied.

Han Muye didn't believe that the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan didn't use the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Monsters to get rid of Qian Yiming.

Qian Yiming smiled, slapped his palm on the door, and disappeared.

The black-armored and masked soldiers behind him walked in silence, and one group after another stepped into the entrance hall. There was only the clang of the clash of armor.

As expected, they are a strong army that obeys orders and prohibitions.

Han Muye looked back and saw that the Donghai Sword Cultivator and the Jiaolong Clan from behind had also come over.

"After entering the secret realm, it is best for you to find fellow disciples of our sect to gather together as soon as possible. My Taoist friends from Xijiang hope that there will be less internal fighting and support each other in the secret realm."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he led Huang Zhihu and walked slowly to the door, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on him.

A faint stream of blood energy was extracted, and then, the power of space enveloped Han Muye, Huang Zhihu, and the little white fox held in Huang Zhihu's hand.

Xiang Lingshuang, who was standing behind them, hurriedly stepped forward and raised her hand to press on the door.

A spiritual light also enveloped him.

Han Muye could feel the power of space entering his body, and there was the pull of blood power.

While transitioning in the void space, Han Mu's ambition stirred. Instead of obeying the pull of his own bloodline power, a space power surged out of his body and pulled him away along with Huang Zhihu and the white fox she was holding.

When they landed, they were already in a hilly woodland full of green shrubs.

Huang Zhihu held the little white fox in his hands, and Xiang Lingshuang, a young man from the Elephant tribe, stood behind him and grinned.

In the distance, several figures flashed past.

Not a human race, but a demon race with pointed ears and a strong body.

This is not a place where humans gather, but the territory of demon clan.

Han Muye just changed the teleportation location, using the bloodline of Little White Fox and Xiang Lingshuang as the traction, and the location he teleported to was naturally the territory of the demon clan.

The space power on his body vibrated, and the power of the soul in Han Muye's divine treasure was revealed.

The spiritual thoughts and space power rotated around, turning the body.

"This is the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Monsters? It's amazing."

Looking around, Han Muye whispered.

In this secret realm, the power of space is suppressed, and other powers are also very thin.

No wonder Tianjing doesn't want to enter it.

The Heaven Realm overhaul has come. It cannot operate and borrows the power of heaven and earth. Its combat power is about the same as the ordinary half-step Heaven Realm.

Only the kind of strong people who have accumulated a lot of experience can thrive in this secret realm.

For the demon clan with powerful bloodline, this secret realm is indeed a great advantage.

The Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is willing to share the secret realm because they can have more opportunities in the secret realm.

The spiritual energy in this secret realm is full of vastness and violence, which is also suitable for the practice of monsters.

In the secret realm, not only the power changes, but the flow of time is also changed.

This is the first time Han Muye has seen a secret realm that can change the flow of time.

Even the Fire Source Realm, which is a complete world, and the Tianhe Domain that can raise Tianhe, these two secret places inherited by the ancient sects, have no means to change time.

The Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons is called the Holy Land of the Demon Clan, and it really has this qualification.

Time flows slowly in this secret realm, almost ten times slower than outside.

After ten years in the secret realm, only one year has passed outside in the Southern Wilderness.

This method of changing the speed of time involves the way of heaven, and even the God Transformation Overhaul probably doesn't have such ability.
To be continued...