The land inhabited by the Divine Clan.
Mo Lai's breathing was rapid, his face pale; he realized the gravity of the situation. Below... the Blood Sacrifice Array seemed to be accelerating, although he didn't know why.
The time remaining for them is dwindling.
But right now, only An can stop all this.
He approached the torn corner and watched below.
The array's fluctuations were intense; his Divine Sense couldn't penetrate it, he could only observe with his naked eyes.
Dozens of Sword Saints remained silent.
Aaah!
Piercing screams, one after another, echoed through this terrifying world.
Human Clan cultivators were caught in calamity, a large amount of their blood extracted, some even dried up instantly, without a chance to scream.
The corpses fell into the blood sea, silently dissolving.
This was a horrifying scene.
"Father" held Xu Youbei's body high above.
The young man trembled, "Father, what's happening?"
