Then follow these lines and spread toward the bottom of the Shinto.
I don't know where it leads, like a monster, absorbing the blood of the cultivators here.
Seeing corpses scattered everywhere left many people feeling frightened.
But now that we have come this far, there is absolutely no reason to go back.
What's more, they discovered that at some point, the door behind them had been tightly closed.
All we can do is move forward.
After everyone rested for a while, Wang Zhihua organized everyone to move forward.
Follow the Shinto to the end, and a gate appears in front of you.
Everyone worked together to blast open the door.
The moment it exploded, they heard a panicked roar coming from inside.
Then I saw that behind the gate was a cave.
It seems that we have reached the end here and there is no way to go anymore.
There were hundreds of people inside the cave, and it seemed that all the Chu people had gathered here.
And in a protective manner, they surrounded a certain place in circles.
It seems to be protecting something.
And at the center of them, the light of the magic circle kept flickering.
That colorful light comes from here!
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhihua immediately felt relieved.
"Sure enough, the treasure is here, and the people of the Chu tribe are also here!"
He figured it out immediately.
The Chu people should be the last ones to gather here, just to protect this treasure.
With greed in his heart, he shouted loudly and fiercely: "Kill me, the Chu people are right in front of me, kill them all, this treasure will be ours!"
Everyone was also furious at this time.
They roared one after another, rushed forward, and launched their strongest attacks without any unnecessary nonsense.
Now is the key to life and death!
Everyone started killing ruthlessly.
Although there are hundreds of these Chu people, many of them are of average strength.
After all, the Chu clan has been in decline for so many years.
And now their enemy is one of the best in Ningcheng and even in this large area!
So, just for a cup of tea, many people of the Chu tribe were killed.
But they didn't know why, but they refused to retreat.
Wang Zhihua was keenly aware of something unusual.
He immediately stopped conserving his strength and rushed to the front with several Wang family masters.
He called on everyone to start crazy attacks, launching his strongest attack and trying his best.
Wang Zhihua felt something was wrong.
Finally, as a large number of Chu people were killed, the Chu people continued to retreat, revealing the situation inside.
At this time, everyone has seen that what is surrounded by the Chu people in the center is a magic circle!
This formation is carved on a huge blue stone slab.
The magic circle is extremely complicated, with countless lines outlined in it.
At this moment, most of the lines are filled with a thrilling red color.
There are only a few lines left in the center that are not full.
And those red colors on the periphery are spreading towards the center!
At this time, the person presiding over the center of the array was a gray-haired old man.
He knelt in the middle of the magic circle, his face full of piety.
He pressed his hands firmly on it, and a force surged out of his body.
The power of blood vibrates, pulling the red color forward to fill it.
Wang Zhihua exclaimed: "This is Chu Zhuoguang, the head of the Chu family!"
"This old guy is presiding over the formation. I don't know what he is summoning. Please kill him quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams!"
Everyone rushed forward together.
Chu Zhuoguang suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He didn't look back and kept his hands firmly pressed on them.
He shouted sternly: "Buy me some time!"
"It only takes three more breaths, buy me time!"
There were several Chu people beside him, with a look of determination on their faces.
They suddenly roared, tore apart their clothes, and slapped their chests hard.
On their chests, there is a bloody magic circle engraved on them.
At this time, the bloody magic circle expanded violently, and the strength of several people increased wildly, and they rushed forward.
As soon as they came into contact with others, their bodies were immediately shattered.
It turned into a black ripple and spread outward.
All those who were hit by this ripple died!
Then, many people from the Chu tribe roared and rushed towards the many strong men outside.
They tried their best to commit suicide, but also dragged many others to die with them!
Almost instantly, a large number of casualties appeared again, and only dozens of Chu people were killed.
And these strong men from outside are only a hundred people.
During the whole process, Ye Xinghe watched with cold eyes and did not take any action, just observing everything.
He felt vaguely uneasy!
At this time, the blood of those who had just died seeped into the ground and entered the central circle.
Chu Zhuoguang suddenly had a flash of madness in his eyes.
He roared angrily and pushed with all his strength.
As he spurted out a mouthful of blood, the last few gaps above the magic circle were finally filled with shocking red.
Then, with a 'click' sound, the entire magic circle seemed to be activated.
After a buzzing sound, the formation began to rotate slightly.
Then light gushed out from it, and the magic circle split directly from the middle, revealing a big hole.
Everyone panicked and quickly backed away.
The moment this underground cave was revealed, everyone suddenly trembled.
Everyone's faces showed extremely disgusting expressions, and many people even bent over and retched.
It turned out that the moment the door opened, everyone felt an extremely strong smell of blood coming in.
It's like there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood inside.
Let everyone react a little and look inside.
I saw a huge space inside, as if the entire land had been hollowed out, with a radius of about 10,000 meters.
And at the very center, there is a small tower suspended.
This tower is not very high, only about ten meters, and it is square, with a small upper part and a large lower part, forming a trapezoid shape.
It's more of an altar than a tower.
The entire tower is pitch black.
And the most important thing is that above this black altar, there is a young man sitting cross-legged.
This young man looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old, and he had two braids.
That face looked quite innocent.
He sat there cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, his face was painful, and he seemed to be sleeping.
Seeing this young man, Wang Zhihua felt an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.
He yelled: "What the hell is this?"
"What the hell?"
Chu Zhuoguang was in a state of confusion at this moment. He slowly turned around and looked at Wang Zhihua.
"Wang Zhihua, I remember that you visited our Chu family ten years ago and had a great chat and laugh with me."