The reason why Yang Huang wants to do this is because there are several requirements for reaching the real ruins of the Immortal Mansion through the Road to the Underworld.
The first is to have enough points to be transported to the underworld by the formation.
Second, you must obtain at least 100,000 rays of light from the underworld on the road to underworld.
Third, all the underworld at the end of the road to underworld must be absorbed and refined into the body.
The last requirement, and the most important one, is that there must be seven monks who do not have enough points, find the road to hell by special means or by chance, and successfully pass through ninety-nine and eighty-one catastrophes, and use their flesh, flesh and souls to sacrifice
Become a blood bead, and use this blood bead to form the continuation of the break in the Road to the Underworld.
Now, Yang Huang has met all the conditions, and even seven blood sacrifice objects have been placed in front of him.
In front of him were eight disciples of the Yiyuan Dao Sect, but He Yiqiu had to be excluded because this person would have other uses in the future.
After excluding He Yiqiu and the two disciples that Yang Huang killed before, there are exactly seven remaining disciples who can become the targets of blood sacrifice.
A jar of red powder suddenly appeared in Yang Huang's hand. He sprinkled the powder under his feet to form a special pattern. Then, he blew a breath, and then the powder disappeared. From the outside, nothing changed.
Only after Yang Huang, this is the art of differentiation. Now his clone has switched places with his original body. The clone appears on the top of Hengshan Mountain, and standing here is Yang Huang's original body.
Blood sacrifice is a form of formation, just like formation or talismans. It cannot be used by clones. It has to be done by the main body. And according to He Yiqiu, if you want to open the door to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion, you also need innate power.
gas.
Yang Huang raised his arm, and a formation pattern disappeared directly into the void. Immediately afterwards, a circular pattern engraved with various runes appeared around the Yiyuan Dao Sect's guards, wrapping them inside.
Yang Huang flicked his finger, and He Yiqiu, who was standing among the eight people, was bounced away and appeared several hundred meters away.
After the circular pattern appeared, it directly locked onto the seven people in the middle. These seven people couldn't even move. They tried to struggle, but they couldn't do it. Then, golden threads appeared like earthworms.
, appeared from the ground and crazily penetrated into their bodies. In the desperate faces of the seven people, they turned into a pool of golden liquid.
This golden liquid was directly integrated into the pattern. Then, the pattern was suspended in the air, and the lines began to slowly blur, and finally twisted and turned into a ball. The ball continued to change and condensed into a golden ball the size of a soybean.
liquid.
This is the key to the blood sacrifice, which can form the blood beads that continue at the end of the road to hell.
Yang Huang flicked his finger, and a golden thread entered the blood bead. As if the blood bead had its own consciousness, it flew towards the break at the end of the Road to Underworld, and completely integrated into the Road to Underworld.
When the golden blood beads merged into the Road to Underworld, the fracture also changed. Golden shadows continued to emerge. Suddenly, a road appeared in front of it, and Yang Huang's soul saw that at the end of the road, there was
A palace, this palace is just like the Forbidden City in Han Dynasty, magnificent and huge.
Yang Huang stepped forward without thinking, stepping step by step on this illusory road to hell. However, his body did not sink, and every step he took was stepping on the illusion.
Soon, he came to the door of the palace. He saw that the door of the palace was a vermilion wooden door. This wooden door was huge. There was a weird groove pattern next to the door. There seemed to be something in this pattern.
It contains some mysterious meaning, and it seems that only Yang Huang can understand this meaning.
Yang Huang raised his right hand, and golden threads condensed in his palm, transforming into a real pattern that was exactly the same as the groove next to the door. With a push of his arm, the pattern disappeared directly into the groove on the door.
, suddenly there was a golden light, and the vermilion door slowly opened.
"Yang Huang! I'm going with you!" He Yiqiu was pushed out of the blood sacrifice formation before. Now he came closer and watched Yang Huang open the palace door. He couldn't help but be jealous. He wanted to step onto the illusory underworld.
road, but found that he could not put his feet on it.
Although the road in front of him was visible to the naked eye, to him, it seemed like an impact and was not real at all.
He suddenly became anxious. He planned the traces for the inheritance of the ruins of the Immortal Mansion, but at this moment, he could only watch others step into it, and he was powerless.
He Yiqiu's fists were clenched, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, but he could only sigh helplessly because he was so far away from the glorious palace.
After Yang Huang opened the door, he stepped directly inside. After he entered the palace, everything disappeared, including the illusory Road to Underworld. He Yiqiu at the end of the Road to Underworld could only see nothingness.
Yang Huang entered the palace, but found that there was nothing in it. It was empty, only splendid decorations, and no treasures.
"The wait is finally here. I have been waiting for thousands of years and finally found the right candidate!"
A sudden voice sounded in the palace, this voice was full of excitement and impatience.
"Who are you?" Yang Huang asked doubtfully.
"You don't need to know who I am, because I...will be you soon!" This voice seemed to be a conscious life form. His voice echoed in the space and reached Yang Huang's ears.
The voice that said he would soon become Yang Huang finally condensed into an illusory figure in front of him. This figure was wearing a golden Taoist robe, but his figure was illusory and his appearance could not be seen clearly. He could only tell that he was in human form.
"Are you the owner of this immortal ruins?" Yang Huang asked again.
"Haha, you are indeed smart, and you are indeed qualified to be my target. I can make your death more understanding." This golden figure made a real voice.
"I am...Shen Gongbao!" The golden figure's voice was filled with emotion, as if he was nostalgic for the past.
"Shen Gongbao? Who are you!"
"I... am a leopard spirit under the master of Tongtian Cult of Biyou Palace. I have extraordinary talents. It took me thousands of years to become a true immortal. It's a pity that I finally fell into the hands of others. What I learned was the "Four Swords of Killing Immortals". It's a pity... I can't do it in the end.
Pointing my sword at the heavens, I drank in hatred and died. Now that thousands of years have passed, I finally have a chance to be reborn." Shen Gongbao sighed with emotion.
Yang Huang smiled after hearing the golden figure's words.
"Shen Gongbao, do you think you can definitely take me away?"
"Haha, junior, I'm afraid you don't know that although the entire ruins of the Immortal Mansion seem to coexist with crisis and opportunity, all of this is just a trap I set up when I died thousands of years ago. I want to find
Yes, it is a practice of "**Xuan Gong", because this technique requires innate Qi to refine the Tiangang Earth Demon. In addition, this physical body can bear the examination of the ruins of the Immortal Mansion. The cultivation level has reached at least the Dawn Realm, and the physical body is already suitable for seizing the body.
's junior."
"The fact that you are here proves that you have met all the requirements." Shen Gongbao's voice seemed to come from the depths of the palace.
"Shen Gongbao, what would you think if I told you that I actually knew all this before I came here?" Yang Huang faced such an immortal who lived thousands of years ago without any fear at all. Instead, he asked him.
"I don't have any ideas. Even if you already knew before you came here, it doesn't matter if this is a trap set by me, because as soon as you step into this palace, the outcome is already doomed." Shen Gongbao seemed confident. After all, he had planned for thousands of years just for this.
time, so there was no way he could let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
As soon as Shen Gongbao finished speaking, the entire palace underwent tremendous changes.
This seemed to be a space arranged with special means. When Shen Gongbao finished speaking, a black light fell from the sky, wrapping Yang Huang and the golden figure, and then disappeared into the palace.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Huang felt that the surrounding scene was constantly changing, and finally settled in a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire.
"Do you know how many people died in the war? Those victors didn't care, but I care. These dead people, they are burdened with sins, as if they are the most evil existences in the world. But they clearly dedicated their lives to
Here, you won’t have a good death.”
In the mountain of corpses and sea of fire, Shen Gongbao's figure was full of excitement. The golden figure pointed at the countless corpses around him and spoke.
"I don't know what happened back then, but I only know that now you want to take my body and walk the rest of the road in my place." Yang Huang's mood did not seem to be affected by this mountain of corpses and sea of fire at all.
, but became more calm.
"You are indeed in line with my taste. From this point of view, there is nothing wrong in choosing you to be the object of rebirth." Shen Gongbao's voice was full of joy, as if he was completely sure to take Yang Huang's body as his own.
"To be honest, I should thank you." Yang Huang smiled, lit a cigarette, and took a puff before speaking.
"Oh? How do you say that?" Shen Gongbao's voice was full of doubts.