The forbidden area on Long Island was originally designed to restrain the uncontrolled return to ancestors among the ethnic group.
Although this is just an ordinary lake, in fact, at the bottom of the lake are buried the remains of the ancestors of Dragon Island who died for tens of millions of years.
To some extent, these corpses are implicated in the spirits of the dead ancestors of Dragon Island, so they have very powerful power.
When these powers come together, they can be awakened by the blood of the people of Long Island to suppress the people they want to target.
However, the power of the ancestors' corpses will also fade with the passage of time.
The blood of tribesmen with pure blood can supplement their strength.
It can be said that as long as there are people with pure blood, the forbidden areas of Long Island can suppress the people they want to suppress.
Although the forbidden land has existed for a long time, there are very few tribesmen who are actually sealed under the forbidden land.
The descendants of Long Island are in a difficult situation, and the overall number of the tribe is not too large. Therefore, usually if the situation is not particularly serious, they will not take advantage of the situation to suppress their tribesmen.
Bai Xue is probably the only atavistic person who did nothing but suffered this kind of suffering.
After all, in the entire clan of Long Island, there were very few people who were plotting and scheming, so Bai Xue was completely unprepared.
What's more, she single-handedly supported those who framed her.
"Your Majesty, we will definitely free you."
Now there are only a few respected elders left in the tribe. If they want to free Bai Xue from the seal of the forbidden land, they can only take one way, and that is to destroy the corpses of the ancestors under the forbidden land.
In the long river of time, the corpses of the ancestors have lost more and more power. Although it is difficult to destroy them, it is not impossible.
The most rare thing is the blood of the lost clansmen that is wrapped around the corpses of the ancestors. It is the blood of extremely pure clansmen.
Moreover, those people died on the battlefield and died of the betrayal of their companions. They themselves contained resentment. These resentments followed the blood and entangled the corpses, making the corpses' imprisonment on Bai Xue even deeper.
Therefore, if they want to break the seal, the first step they must take is to cleanse the corpses of the grievances that come from the blood of their comrades.
The simplest and crudest method is to water it with blood as well.
This blood cannot come from the same race, but can only come from others, and the amount must be large.
Making this decision is tantamount to creating a massacre.
These elders of Kelong Island have no choice.
The Holy See has begun to make moves. If they cannot risk death and rescue Bai Xue directly from the seal, they may be greeted by endless disasters.
Moreover, there is injustice to be repaid, and there is hatred to be retaliated. They in Longdao always have to fight with each other.
The old man with white beard and hair knelt in front of the deep blue lake for a long time, waiting until the sunset and the stars changed before leaving.
…
"come out!"
Lin Ming, who was closing his eyes to recuperate, was suddenly dazzled by the dazzling sunlight. He stretched out his hand to slightly cover his eyes, and was roughly pulled up by someone.
Before he could figure out the situation, he was pulled from the dark room into the sunlight.
There were many people who were also dragged out like him and described themselves as embarrassed.
But in comparison, his overall mental condition seems to be much better, at least he didn't get punched or kicked very close to him.
Lin Ming glanced at the outside environment with his peripheral vision, and was covered by a black cloth bag.
Fortunately, his clairvoyant eyes could see through the bag, so it didn't have a great impact on him. He followed the person who was dragging him calmly.
It looked like they were driving pigs and sheep, arranging a group of people in a certain order and tying their wrists with ropes.
It seemed that in order to prevent these people from escaping, after tying them with ropes, those people felt that it was not enough, so they took out the injections that had been placed in Lin Ming and gave each of them an injection.
After a short period of recuperation, Lin Ming's body had recovered somewhat. Those injections had little effect on him. As soon as the power of the injections entered his body, it was dissipated by the fierce source of power.
Even so, like those who had received the potion, he pretended to be weak and allowed these people to pull them deep into the jungle by the rope.
"Isn't that where I came from? There seems to be nothing in it. Except for a blue lake, it is completely deserted."
Just when he was puzzled, the person who escorted them stopped at the edge of the dense forest, and then a particularly fierce aura quickly approached from a short distance away.
Lin Ming felt the fierce aura and quickly became vigilant. He held his right hand lightly, hoping that if anything went wrong later, he would be able to break away and escape.
The fierce aura came closer, and it was an old man with white hair but a little red. He looked majestic, and his brows exuded an aura of calmness and authority.
Lin Ming's eyes flashed.
The visitor is actually a grandmaster?
Isn’t it said that masters are rare in the world?
The person in front of me is a real grandmaster, not someone who was forcibly promoted like he did before.
"You can go back and leave this place to me."
Lin Ming did not dare to move for fear of attracting this man's attention. He only heard him ordering those around the dense forest in a strong voice.
Lin Ming followed the group of people closely, slowly walking into the depths of the jungle and arriving at the edge of the empty blue lake.
The edge of the blue lake is an extremely open area. There is no grass growing here, but at this moment, in this open space, there is an elevated altar like an altar.
There was also an old man standing on the altar-like building. The wrinkles between this old man's eyebrows were very deep. What was even more impressive was that his aura was exactly the same as that of the old man who brought them.
He is also a master.
When can a master-level warrior be seen so easily like a cabbage?
Lin Ming was not sure whether his little tricks would be discovered under the noses of these two peerless masters, so he became more and more cautious.
He watched silently as the old man knelt down on the high platform, then took strange steps and danced on the altar.
The dance steps and dance look crazy and solemn, with a barbaric atmosphere from the ancient times, and a full sense of power.
When the drums beside the altar stopped, the old man standing on the high platform waved lightly.
"let's start."
Lin Ming saw a man. The old man with a little red hair was dragged directly to the altar, then broke off his head and threw it into the lake like a dead fish.
The head of the person whose head was twisted off was separated, and his blood fell into the blue lake like sprayed ink.
Lin Ming was suddenly startled.
It turns out that these people were brought here as cannon fodder for death. The altar, the singing and dancing seemed to be some kind of mysterious ritual.