Chapter 991 Sacrifice

Just when everyone thought everything was over, they suddenly discovered that the surrounding scenery had not changed.

Their faces suddenly changed, and the next second, they were overwhelmed by an overwhelming feeling of dizziness.

"ah--"

When she opened her eyes again, Luo Li found herself in the intact inn again.

There was only her and Xie Shiyuan in the room.

Her face changed and she was about to go look for someone when she saw Xuan Mu and the other three hurriedly open the door and run in.

Luo Li and Xuan Mu looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

"We clearly..." The jade flute in Xie Shiyuan's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and there were still traces of blood on the flute.

Wen Xingyan suddenly pressed his temples: "Is this time going back?"

The spiritual power gathered at Luo Li's fingertips had not yet dissipated. She stared at the faint golden pattern on her palm and suddenly understood something: "It's not retracing, it's reconstructing."

As if to confirm her words, the old man's hoarse voice came from downstairs: "The lotus seed soup is freshly cooked today——"

A familiar nursery rhyme sounded from outside the window. Xiaoyi skipped through the corridor, her skirt wet with rain.

"Brothers and sisters, it's dawn, time to get up!"

Luo Li and the others looked at each other solemnly, and everything returned to normal.

It was clear that this teahouse was destroyed last night.

Everyone sat around the table, Shen Fuzhou sighed madly, “What on earth is going on!”

Luo Li fell into deep thought, "We must have overlooked something important."

Suddenly, she raised her eyes sharply, "Spirit Sacrifice!"

Xie Shiyuan and the others asked in confusion, "What happened to the Spirit Sacrifice?"

Feng Wuhen's eyes flickered. "You mean to say that the key to leaving the Mirror World lies in the Spirit Sacrifice that Xiaoyi often mentions?"

"It's just speculation," Luo Li narrowed her eyes. "No matter what, we must go and take a look at this Spirit Sacrifice."

Everyone nodded, "Okay!"

They looked at each other, opened the door and walked out.

When we arrived at the first floor, there were not many people, and Xiaoyi and her grandfather were busy.

Seeing Luo Li and the others coming downstairs, Xiaoyi came over skipping and jumping, "Brother and sister, do you want morning tea?"

Luo Li nodded and smiled, "Okay. But we came down here to actually go outside and see the Spiritual Sacrifice that Xiaoyi mentioned."

Xiaoyi let out a surprised 'Ah', then said, "Of course you can, but only the last day of the Spiritual Festival is open to outsiders, so brothers and sisters who want to participate in the Spiritual Festival may need to wait two more days."

Luo Li tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, observing Xiaoyi's expression changes calmly.

When the girl mentioned the 'Spirit Sacrifice', a strange blue light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"Is that so... Then we'll just have to wait a little longer," Luo Li sighed with pretended regret, "Are there any other interesting places in the city these next two days?"

Xiaoyi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped her hands and said, "We can go to Mirror Lake in the west of the city! Beautiful ice flowers will form on the surface of the lake in the next few days!"

Xuan Mu's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his slightly changing eye color - the mural he saw in the priest's hall last night showed the scene of the Blue Lake sacrifice.

"Thanks for the advice." Luo Li smiled and stuffed a piece of candy into Xiaoyi's hand. When the girl took the candy, the part of her wrist exposed by her sleeve was covered with spider-web-like blue lines.

After Xiaoyi jumped away, Xie Shiyuan immediately lowered his voice and said, "There is definitely something wrong with Jinghu Lake."

"But it's also a clue." Wen Xingyan wiped his sword, and the sword reflected the snowflakes falling outside the window - it suddenly snowed in the deserted city in August.

As everyone stepped out of the inn, the entire long street suddenly fell silent. The vendors who had been hawking their wares just moments ago all stopped, frozen in place with exaggerated smiles on their faces.

Shen Fuzhou got goose bumps all over his body, “Damn, this is too creepy!”

"Follow me closely." Chaos fire ignited in Luo Li's palm. Wherever the flames illuminated, the motionless crowd turned into white bones wearing clothes.

Xie Shiyuan gasped: "This damn place is too evil!"

"Shh!" Xuan Mu suddenly pulled him down to squat.

At the end of the street, a group of skeletons wearing priest robes were carrying a sedan chair inlaid with blue crystals and slowly passing by.

When the curtain of the sedan chair was blown up by the wind, everyone saw a girl sitting inside who looked exactly like Xiaoyi, except that her eyes were sewn with red thread.

When the honor guard disappeared around the corner, the whole street suddenly came alive again.

The vendors' cries of hawking rose and fell, as if the strange vision had never happened.

"Double Mirror Realm," Luo Li drew golden patterns on her palm, "Someone has created another illusion in this city."

Mirror Lake is more eerie than I imagined.

The lake, which should have been sparkling, was completely frozen, and countless ice sculptures with hands clasped together lay beneath the ice.

The most horrifying thing is that each ice sculpture has a blue crystal embedded in the center of its eyebrows, and the silk threads extending from the crystals gather into a huge cocoon in the center of the lake.

"In there..." Xie Shiyuan's silver needle suddenly flew out by itself and turned into powder the moment it touched the ice cocoon.

The ice cocoon suddenly trembled violently, and sticky blue liquid oozed out from the cracks on the lake surface.

Luo Li took a few steps back, only to see that the liquid had formed blurry words:

[The Soul is the Light of the Night of the Spiritual Sacrifice]

Xuan Mu's soul-locking chain suddenly flew towards the ice cocoon on its own. The moment the chain stretched straight, everyone heard Xiaoyi's scream coming from the bottom of the lake: "Go! He's watching you!"

The entire icy lake suddenly flipped over, and everyone was caught off guard and fell into the freezing water.

In the chaos, Luo Li grabbed the wrists of Xuan Mu and Feng Wuhen, and the two reacted instantly and grabbed the wrists of others.

The crowd managed to steady themselves and saw a black tower exactly like the priest's temple standing at the bottom of the lake, with the top of the tower stuck upside down in the mud and the bottom of the tower wide open to the sky.

In the center of the tower bottom, the old woman who was imprisoned by the five-colored divine gold chains slowly raised her head - this time her face looked like the old man in the inn!

"Finally..." The old woman's voice exploded directly from everyone's consciousness, "We have waited for the sacrifice to complete the formation's core."

Luo Li frowned. It was this sentence again.

It seems that they are attracted by my chaotic bloodline.

Countless crystal tentacles sprouted from the bottom of the tower.

Luo Li swung her sword to cut off the tentacles that were attacking Xie Shiyuan, but saw the blue liquid spurting out of the broken part condensing into the shape of Xiaoyi in the air.

“Brother, save me…” Phantom Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed Shen Fuzhou and took him to sink rapidly to the bottom of the tower.

Wen Xingyan's sword energy chased after him, but was bounced back the moment it touched the tower.

"Damn it!" Xuan Mu waved his hand to deploy a defensive formation, but more tentacles had already wrapped around everyone's limbs.

A hint of determination and temptation flashed across Luo Li's eyes. She suddenly bit her tongue and smeared the blood on the Xuan Yue sword.

"break!"

The moment the sword light fell, the entire scene at the bottom of the lake shattered like a mirror.

Luo Li narrowed her eyes. As expected, the blood of the Chaos Bloodline had a strong inhibitory effect on this thing.

The next second, everyone fell heavily to the ground and found themselves back in the inn room.

The sun was setting outside the window, as if the escape just now was just a nightmare.