A ray of light penetrated into the secret room, cutting through the darkness, causing the dancing horse's eyes to sting.
Tian Deping walked in.
The door was closed and the dazzling light disappeared.
In the darkness and silence, Tian Deping's footsteps sounded eerily.
Wu Ma thought he would come to find her, but he went straight to another altar.
Tian Deping called softly as he walked:
"That swallow, that swallow."
Following Tian Deping's call, a rumble and vibration came from the direction of the other altar.
There was a thin crack in the center of the stone slab above the altar.
The fine cracks grew larger and larger, and the stone slab was divided into two, with each side fading away.
A glass mirror stood slowly rising from the crack.
Lying on the mirror was a slim young woman wearing a purple shirt.
Looking at the dancing horse intently, his breath froze.
The woman in a purple shirt has curved eyebrows and a pretty nose, red lips like cherry blossoms, and fair skin.
Her face looks a little sickly, but it does not hinder her beauty.
Although her eyes are not open, her eyelashes are long and dense. She must have a pair of big, smart and beautiful eyes.
"Na Yan, here I come,"
Tian Deping looked at the woman in purple shirt, his eyes soft and watery,
"I'm here to fulfill my promise.
After tonight...no, in just a moment, you will be able to open your eyes, stand up, and stretch out your arms to me."
Tian Deping talked to himself for a long time, and then babbled in a language that Danma couldn't quite understand.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and came to the dancing horse.
Tian Deping took out the previous small bottle and opened the cap.
There was a "bang" sound.
It was a bit jarring in the dead silence.
Tian Deping pinched the dancing horse's cheeks and forced him to open his mouth.
The bottle slowly moved above the dancing horse's mouth.
The bottle tilted, and a drop of scarlet viscous liquid slid to the mouth of the bottle.
The liquid fell and drew a straight red line in the dim yellow.
The liquid fell into the dancing horse's mouth. The red line disappeared.
Tian Deping took advantage of the situation and closed the dancing horse's mouth. It was like an athlete diving, making a perfect splash.
"goodbye--"
Tian Deping stared at the dancing horse,
"Drying up is not the end. The decaying corpse will breed more fertile land. The new life will be more splendid."
Tian Deping turned around, walked to another altar, climbed up, and lay down next to the woman in purple shirt.
"The great Black Wind God from Black Wind Mountain,"
His dark and hoarse chanting sounded again, like a voice from the underworld——
"The sacred altar has been built, and your faithful servant will offer the most precious and rare sacrifice. You must have smelled its sweetness.
Your servant is also willing to offer all the sacrifices in this altar - three awakened disciples, a young man with the destiny of an emperor, an extremely beautiful daughter of a loyal minister, and a cunning and flattering traitor. I am willing to dedicate them all to you.
Your servant has only two requests.
First, I beg you to help him and resurrect his lost lover!
Second, I beg you to grant him extraordinary power, guide him to exchange spiritual objects with the sacrifices on the altar, and help him change his mediocre qualifications and his destined destiny!"
The dancing horse poked the gray snake's head into the pit of the altar, and heard the roar of a bear as if coming from the distant sky.
A terrifying pressure descended on the secret room.
An all-pervasive force of oppression surged from all directions, as if countless wild beasts roared towards the dancing horse, devouring its flesh and blood.
It seemed as if an invisible hand descended from the sky, reached into the dancing horse's body, grabbed the gray mist of the dancing horse, and pulled it out bit by bit.
It's like a demon plundering the souls of mortals.
The dancing horse struggled and tightly enveloped the gray mist.
His previous travels in the Juncheng Mansion made his will stronger and his control over the gray mist stronger, and he managed to maintain the stalemate.
On the other side, Tian Deping's body continued to swell, and the smell of flesh and blood quickly became stronger, like water about to boil.
A gray cloud gradually appeared above the body of the woman in purple.
The dancing horse looked familiar - it was the gray fog in his head that had been swept away after all. Moreover, it was disappearing faster and faster...
"I haven't lived enough."
Dancing Horse did the only thing he could do at the moment——
He spit out a piece of fine cloth from his mouth.
There was a little blood stain on the cloth strip.
Wu Ma had seen such blood stains on hotel sheets before.
There was a "wow" sound.
The altar shook slightly.
Xiong Xiao couldn't hear anymore, the oppressive force in the sky and the earth suddenly stopped, and the soul-stealing hand also disappeared...