Asura Realm, Dora Blood Fighting Arena, Underground Blood Pool Altar.

"Master High Priest, that new Yaksha is slacking off again!"

"That guy has been here for more than ten days. But we have never seen him sit on the altar for a full day!"

"Even when he was doing something, the Bloody Altar was only lit with the minimum spiritual light for show. Such behavior has never been seen in hundreds of years! The High Priest must teach him a lesson."

"Yes, yes. A few days ago I saw him secretly sucking the blood from the blood pool. This kind of guy is simply unforgivable! He should be melted and poured into the blood pool!"

In front of the golem statue of Bhimachitra in the underground blood pool, several small evil eyes were complaining to their evil eye high priest.

That is the big evil eye that captured Yaksha's clone and forced him to work.

These little evil eyes work themselves to death every day, squeezing out lives and souls, while the new guy is content to slack off everywhere.

Naturally, they were extremely unbalanced inside, and after getting together, they boldly filed a complaint with the high priest.

“You are serious! A mere Fallen Blood Yaksha actually dares to slack off under my command! Humph, I will let him know the consequences of doing so!”

The Great Evil Eye was not very satisfied with having a foreigner working under him, and now he was just slacking off. How could the high priest not be angry?

It was the size of a house, with only one layer of eyelids and a large eyeball covered with countless tentacles, and with a group of small evil eyes, it floated towards the Fallen Blood Yaksha with great momentum.

The bloodshot eyeball exuded an extremely dangerous light. You know, the look of the evil eye can really kill people.

"Your Excellency the High Priest, look, it's still pretending."

After getting closer, the group of eyes saw Jiang Li's Yaksha clone sitting cross-legged on the altar.

After the souls were connected, the entire altar was emitting a thin layer of blood-red light.

But that little bit of light was far inferior to that of other altars.

As other evil eyes have said, the clones do not work with much effort.

"Master High Priest, you have seen it, right? This level of spiritual light can never connect to the human world. He is just being lazy!"

An evil eye never forgets to add fuel to the fire.

The big evil eye in charge of the blood pool altar, the countless tentacles on its eyelids were twisting wildly, and purple arcs of electricity were actually flashing on them.

It can be seen that the high priest was really very angry.

"Yaksha! Get down here and let me drain your brains bit by bit!"

The sharp spiritual will pierced into the clone's mind like a steel needle, ordering him to come down and accept the cruelest death.

If the evil-eyed high priest had not been afraid of damaging the altar, he would have struck him to ashes with a bolt of lightning.

But at this moment, the light on the blood-colored altar suddenly surged, and above the altar, a thin thread appeared and extended into the void, seemingly connecting to some distant place.

The Big Evil Eye's anger and attacks came to an abrupt end.

"Is this... connected?"

His eyes, as big as the house, widened, revealing shock and confusion.

"You are playing tricks! Didn't you hear the high priest tell you to come down? Don't you think it's too late to pretend to be diligent now? Get down right now!"

The evil eye next to it didn't have such good eyesight. It felt that the Yaksha clone was still fooling around, so it stepped forward and wanted to pull the newcomer off the altar.

But before his tentacles touched the edge of the altar, a black light appeared in an instant and exploded it on the spot, turning it into a stream of dirty water that splashed onto the ground.

That was the High Priest of the Evil Eye, and the evil rays of killing radiated from that large eye of Kazilan. This race of people could really kill people with their eyes.

"No one is allowed to disturb him! If you interrupt the connection to the altar, I will boil your souls in the blood pot for ten thousand years!"

"It has been a long time since the Duoluo Blood Pond was connected to the altar of the human world. Finally...is it finally going to succeed again?"

This method of splitting the spirit and then releasing it to the Kyushu continent through the altar is extremely consuming and will kill an evil eye every few months, and the success rate is also very low.

You have to know how vast the Kyushu continent is. In addition to the land, there are also large areas of endless ocean.

Dropping a spiritual fragment in this way is equivalent to randomly throwing a stone onto the Kyushu continent. Where it will land depends entirely on luck.

More than 99% of the spiritual fragments will fall into the wilderness ocean and cannot be discovered by intelligent creatures. Until the spiritual energy is completely dissipated, no one will care and nothing will be gained.

Even if you are lucky enough to land in a human gathering place and be discovered before your energy is exhausted.

They also have to use their mental power to appease humans in a very short period of time and convince them to swallow them into their stomachs, thereby consuming their lives to prolong the existence of the mental fragments.

It is basic common sense not to eat anything you pick up. You can imagine how difficult this step is.

Even if you are lucky enough to meet a fool and do what they say, a mortal's life can only support the spiritual fragments for about ten days.

During these ten days, they had to keep a low profile to avoid being labeled with an exorcism talisman by the local Taoist priests.

In addition, they also have to establish a folk cult within ten days to spread Ashura's blood sacrifice method.

Finally, how are the few mortals who get the message supposed to buy the spiritual materials that they have never seen in their lives and build the altar that mortals are simply unable to build? This is another huge problem.

Each step here can reduce the hope of success to less than one percent of the original.

Therefore, although there are many blood pools like this in the Asura Realm and a large number of monsters are working tirelessly, there are only a few successful cases.

However, this Fallen Blood Yaksha has only been here for a dozen days, but it has already advanced the progress to the stage of binding the altar.

Not only did he bewitched the humans, he also successfully made the other side build a blood sacrifice altar.

Regardless of luck or strength, this made him very happy. Because he had not reported any results for a long time, if he failed again, it might be swallowed up by Lord Vimalakirti.

Compared to the excitement of the Big Evil Eye, Jiang Li didn't have to spend any effort at all to establish contact between the statue and the blood pool altar.

The Thousand-Armed God Statue and the Fallen Blood Yaksha were actually his incarnations.

Using Jiang Li's spiritual world as a springboard, communication between the two sides was as easy as passing a stone from the left hand to the right hand.

What was originally the most difficult and least likely thing was no longer a problem in front of Jiang Li's clones that could communicate between the two worlds.

A phone call is made here, and the call is picked up there. The second step is to connect to the altar, and it's done.

"Okay, okay, you're doing great! Don't stop and listen to me."

"Hurry up and perform the blood sacrifice. After completing the blood sacrifice, the passages on both sides will be completely established! If you succeed, I will give you a sinful heart! Keep calm and do your best!"

"Idiot, what are you still standing there for? Go and open the blood pool passage!"

The high priest Evil Eye's attitude towards the Yaksha clone was obviously very different from that of his other subordinates. He ripped away a small Evil Eye with one tentacle and ordered it to go to the edge of the blood pool and open a gate.

Suddenly, a stream of crazy blood flowed along the ditch on the ground.

High concentration of crazy blood flowed under the altar.

A red light immediately emerged from the bloody altar and flowed along a thin line in the air towards an unknown direction.

On the Kyushu Continent, Jiang Li was in the Yin Burial Coffin. He had just completed the communication when he felt the movement of the evil eye on the other side.

"Wow, that's really generous!"

The passages on both sides had not been opened yet, but the surging blood had already caused a red blush on the Thousand-Armed Statue.

To open the blood sacrifice channel, both sides need to offer sacrifices, but the quantity and quality of the sacrifices do not necessarily have to be equal.

Over at the Duoluo Blood Pool, the wealthy and powerful have undertaken 90% of the blood sacrifice share, and Jiang Li only needs to pay the last 10%.

As for the sacrifice, Jiang Li doesn't need to kill any more.

The pile of corpses in his burial coffin was nearly ten meters thick.

Just take out some fresh corpses from inside, and add the remaining human blood from the last time the coffin was upgraded, and the blood sacrifice requirements can be easily met.

The offerings here decayed in front of the Thousand-Handed Statue, and the energy inside them turned into red light, which sank into the statue's mouth and nose, colliding with the red light coming from the Asura Realm. They immediately connected and built a virtual bridge.

The binding of the Thousand-Armed Statue and the Dora Blood Pool is complete.

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Although it is not possible to directly open the space rift now, through this statue and altar, it is possible to communicate without obstacles and transmit some pure energy to each other at the cost of a certain amount of energy.

As the number of blood sacrifices continued to accumulate, the channel would become more stable and wider. Gradually, it could transmit physical objects, living things, and eventually, meet the conditions for opening a space channel.

"Good, good! You did a great job! I'm going to give you a reward! Yasha-chan, from now on you'll be my deputy!"

When the Evil Eye High Priest saw that the binding between the two sides was achieved, he was overjoyed and immediately ordered a promotion for the Yaksha clone.

It really didn't expect that this Yaksha would be so lucky. Who was it that picked up his spiritual fragments in the human world? In such a short time, he was able to not only successfully build an altar, but also directly launch a blood sacrifice of this scale. It was incredible!

The Evil Eye High Priest's tentacles rolled up the Yaksha clone from the altar.

Then he floated up to the altar and connected to the altar with a move of his spirit.

"Huh? Why is there a statue across the street?"

The Evil Eye High Priest sensed that something was wrong on the opposite side and turned to look at the Yaksha clone.

The authority of the statue is higher than that of the altar, so when they tempt humans, they never let humans build statues.

Jiang Li naturally had already thought of a reason for this.

"Master High Priest, the one who picked up the fragments of my spirit is the mayor of a mortal city."

"I told them that Lord Vimalakirti is a true god who can grant them eternal life. Only then they were convinced."

"But the city lord thought that only the altar was not enough to show your greatness, and he must build a statue for you. I was afraid that my refusal would arouse their suspicion, so I could only teach them how to build the statue."

"Is that so? Never mind. They are just a bunch of stupid mortals. They can't cause any trouble."

The high priest did not have too many doubts and directly projected his spirit through the altar onto the statue here.

For a moment, the voices of the people worshipping him were constantly entering his mind. Even someone as powerful as him could not help but feel dizzy.

It really is a human city, and the bewitched mortals are so pious.

No wonder they were able to build the statue and initiate the blood sacrifice in such a short time.

That Yaksha is a really capable guy.

In the mind of the High Priest of the Evil Eye, he had already imagined a scene in which the city lord, in order to gain eternal life, built massive projects and sacrificed the people in blood.

To be able to deceive an entire city with just bewitching words, one must be a psychological master at least ten times the level of Hannibal.

But, can you only hear a little sound?

Tch, it's such a low-end statue that it can't even share the five senses. A mere mortal can only do this much.

The high priest also had a vigilant evil eye. He stayed on the altar and listened for a while. The voices of prayers and petitions never stopped. The contents were very different, but the voices were never the same. There really were hundreds of thousands of people worshipping this place as if it were a god.

We can basically rule out the possibility that it was the monks from the human world who were causing trouble.

Since he was not a cultivator, his vigilance immediately relaxed by 90%.

But in fact, the voices he heard were just illusions created by the spirit that had transmitted to him after slightly modifying the petitions of the people to the statue of Guanyin over tens of thousands of years by the statue's incarnation.

Not to mention that he only listened for a short while, he could have listened to these petitions for the whole year without any repetition.

The Thousand-Handed Statue's clone blocked the other party's spiritual power, allowing it to hear only these petitions. In his opinion, he naturally felt that the statue was of poor quality, but for something made by a mortal city, this level was normal.

The Evil Eye High Priest came down from the altar with a smile on his face, and conjured up a pile of blood-colored crystals and a beating black heart out of thin air. He used his mental power to drag them and piled them into the hands of the Yaksha clone.

Although I don’t know it, I can tell the texture of good things at a glance.

"Eat these things and work hard under me in the future."

"The blood sacrifice on this altar is entirely your responsibility. Tell them if you need anything."

"After the blood sacrifice channel is widened, we will give them whatever they want, lifespan, strength, and desire. We will use these to continue to seduce them to strengthen the statue."

"As long as we are not discovered by those monks, the passage to the other shore will be opened soon! Hahaha! I have to report the good news to Lord Vimalakirti!"

The High Priest of Evil Eyes left with a smile in his eyes, leaving behind a group of evil eyes who fawned on the Yaksha clone.

Those evil eyes that had previously accused him of evil were terrified and offered their spiritual crystallization, the Evil Eye Tears, in order to seek forgiveness from Lord Yaksha.

Seeing that they passed the checkpoint without arousing suspicion, Jiang Li on the Kyushu Continent also breathed a sigh of relief.

Using the Thousand-Armed Guanyin statue as the main material for the statue is indeed a wise choice.

Otherwise, if I go on the field and argue with the opponent, the big evil eye will find out that I am a monk and will definitely try every means to make me drink the problematic crazy blood.

Fortunately, with the Yaksha clone as an undercover agent, he knew in advance all the processes of their pig-killing scheme, so he was able to prescribe the right medicine.

As long as we tell them that this is a mortal city, we can give ourselves a harmless and valuable label.

A mortal city, ignorant and gullible, but with a certain degree of execution ability, is the best target for their seduction.

In this way, the Duoluo Blood Fighting Arena will have high enough expectations for this "big fish", release heavy bait and long lines, and Jiang Li will be able to reap the greatest benefits.

Now the channels on both sides are connected, but the channels are still very small and can only transmit energy.

In order to expand the blood sacrifice channel as quickly as possible, the Asura Realm is continuously transforming the crazy blood in the blood pool into pure energy for sacrifice.

The Thousand-Armed Statue absorbed this pure blood energy and grew rapidly.

The statue's clone has a very good foundation. If it continues like this, in time, it may become Jiang Li's strongest clone.

Hmm? At this moment, two drops of blood and tears suddenly oozed out of the opened eyes of the Thousand-Handed Statue, sliding down the face that looked 90% similar to Jiang Li.

●●My eyesight has deteriorated. I failed the eyesight test at the traffic police station. . . . It’s so tragic. . .

(End of this chapter)