"Something's wrong here! Let's get out of here!" Sensing something amiss, Mo Tian frowned, grabbed Wan'er, and swam back towards the surface...
Despite their speed, the two had only swum less than five meters when the skeleton in the pit seemed to come alive. Suddenly, it straightened up, raised its arms, and stretched them out, revealing countless black threads like a spider web, which shot rapidly towards Mo Tian and Wan'er...
Hmph, such a petty trick, yet you dare to show your face here...
Sensing something amiss behind her, Wan'er turned around, her gaze darkening. She raised her arm, and countless plum blossom petals shot out from her body, heading towards the black threads...
With a series of "crackling" sounds, the petals collided with the silk threads, countless sparks appeared, and the black threads shattered one by one, exploding into countless bubbles at the bottom of the water...
"Go quickly!" Mo Tian turned around, reached out and pushed Wan'er, trying to push her out of the danger zone.
"Haha, you've fallen into my Blood Corpse Formation, there's no escape." A wild and terrifying voice came from the water around him, echoing through the water.
Subsequently, a red blood streak appeared in almost every crevice in the sand and among the rocks, winding around at an extremely fast speed. This time, the plum blossom touched the blood streak and was easily dissolved.
The blood-red threads were dense and continuous. Although Mo Tian protected Wan'er the whole way, using his spiritual power to drive away the blood threads...
But soon, they will again find their way in, relentlessly entangling Wan'er and Mo Tian.
Soon, a huge, oval-shaped sphere of blood completely enveloped them. Only when the sphere's thickness increased, rendering them immobile, did it stop its rampant growth.
At this moment, the riverbed was shaking violently, but the surface of the river remained calm.
"Master's plan is perfect! Using this trash as bait, you easily captured two true gods, hahaha!" It was a woman's shrill laughter—it was Su Li! Wan'er immediately guessed who the woman who spoke was.
"Bah! What true god? He's nothing but a prisoner." A sharp voice spat. This person was Thousand Buddha.
"Yes, Master is right, they are prisoners. Master has finally succeeded. It seems we really don't need tools. Now, what should we do next..."
"Keep using your schemes. I don't believe that with so many people in our hands, she can still resist?" Thousand Buddha seemed to be preparing another conspiracy, looking confident and assured.
"Yes, Su Li is here to wish Master success in achieving his wish, to cure his old illness soon, and to dominate the four seas and eight wastelands..." Su Li's gaze fell on the blood ball spinning in the water. She reached out and grabbed a blood rope floating outside the ball, and bowed to the Thousand Buddhas opposite her.
"If I ever rise to prominence, I will never betray you. When that day comes, once I am healed, I will marry you, and we will enjoy endless riches and glory throughout the world..."
“Thank you for your kind words, Master,” Shuli said, seemingly lowering her voice intentionally, “We should be careful what we say, after all, they…”
"What does it matter if I hear it? This Blood Corpse Array of mine, which is three meters thick in both directions, was made by using the blood and sweat of a thousand of the most resentful demons in the world."
"Whether he is a god or a demon, without my blood as a catalyst, no one can open it." As he said this, Thousand Buddha, who had been standing perfectly still, suddenly trembled, began to sway underwater, and curled up towards the center...
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