This scene was inexplicably terrifying.

With a flash of Ye Wuque's body, he finally arrived at the foot of this majestic and ancient city gate.

It was towering into the clouds and magnificent.

But in front of the entrance, the gate was open, and the gates in the distance were all like this, but there was no one.

Ye Wuque looked up and looked above the city gate.

There, Ye Wuque could feel the remaining forbidden fluctuations!

Taking a step forward, Ye Wuque soared into the sky and came directly to the top of the city gate, and his vision suddenly became wider.

And as Ye Wuque expected, he did not encounter any obstruction and landed safely on the city gate.

"There are residual ancient forbidden fluctuations on the eighth gate."

Ye Wuque stroked the ancient city wall with one hand and could feel the forbidden fluctuations.

Soon, he found the key point.

"These ancient restrictions guarding the Daoshen Pass were broken from the inside!"

"And the residual aura is in the tens of thousands, endless, it should be the power of countless creatures, with a kind of panic and madness..."

Ye Wuque's mind suddenly reappeared what he had seen and heard on the way up.

"The ones who broke the ancient restrictions guarding the eighth pass of the Daoshen Pass should be the creatures who escaped!"

"They tried their best, regardless of everything, and risked their lives."

"The reason for this is that before they..."

"Were they sealed in the eighth pass?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly after coming to this conclusion. At this time, he had walked to the other side of the city gate, standing on the city wall, and could overlook everything in the entire eighth pass of the Daoshen Pass.

At a glance.

Ye Wuque saw a...

empty city!!

All kinds of buildings were there, streets, shops, etc., all complete.

But there was no breath of any living creatures!

Not to mention living creatures, there was not even a mosquito!

The entire eighth level of Daoshen was clean, without even a speck of dust. It was so clean that it made people feel unreal.

It was as if there was an invisible terrifying force that had refined the entire eighth level of Daoshen!

"It's not an empty city, but... a dead city!"

Ye Wuque's eyes became even more fascinating.

He already had a terrible inference!

Walking all the way from the gorgeous aurora, seeing so many strange corpses, the answer was obvious!

The entire eighth level of Daoshen's creatures were...

slaughtered!

Not one was left!

They were all killed cleanly!

How horrible is this?

? Who dared to do this? ?

There was such an unimaginable hand?

How did he do it? ?

Such a towering and terrifying ancient city gate, and the eighth level of Daoshen, is not too far from the tenth level of the ultimate level.

How could the creatures that can live in the eighth level of Daoshen be weak?

There will be more native masters!

But now all the creatures in the entire Daoshen Pass have been slaughtered? ?

Even Ye Wuque felt a little incredible.

"Hmm? Wait!"

Suddenly, under the illumination of Ye Wuque's spiritual power, he seemed to have discovered something. He dodged and fell directly from the city gate, landing on the ground of a seemingly alley in the eighth level below.

In a hidden place, Ye Wuque's figure appeared and slowly squatted down. It was a corner of the wall. It

was very ordinary. Normally, nothing could be seen. Now it seemed that nothing could be seen.

But at this moment, the squatting Ye Wuque stretched out a finger and rubbed something on the ground.

Buzz!

The next moment, a strange trace of light appeared there.

It was a reddish color, darker than blood.

Ye Wuque looked at this strange red light, his eyes flickered.

This is the residual aftermath! It

was captured by Ye Wuque's powerful perception.

"Such a trace of light, and fluctuations..."

Soon, Ye Wuque stood up, looked in another direction, and his figure immediately disappeared from the original place.

When he appeared again, he had come to a private room on the second floor of a restaurant.

I saw that in the corner of the box, as Ye Wuque pointed, it broke apart, and suddenly revealed a red trace light that was exactly the same as before, the only difference was that the direction seemed completely different.

Next, Ye Wuque's figure kept flashing in the eighth level of Daoshen. His

footprints covered almost one-third of the Daoshen Pass.

Every time he landed, he could find a red trace light.

And the location was also different, there were alley corners, shop corners, and restaurant corners. The common point was that they were very hidden.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ye Wuque came to the void of the eighth level of Daoshen, looking down, his eyes flickered.

At this moment, in Ye Wuque's sight, he marked the location of each red light he found.

Finally, with the power of the soul, he connected all the red trace lights he found together according to their respective directions!

Swish!

The next moment, in Ye Wuque's perspective, he saw an extremely huge, but only one-third...ancient and strange inscription!

At this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes turned a little cold, and he murmured to himself,

"No wonder there is only a layer of skin left..."

"I was wrong."

"All the creatures in the eighth level of the Dao God were not slaughtered at all, but... sacrificed!"

"There is a group of creatures who should have been planning for a long time. In the entire eighth level of the Dao God, after a long time, they set up an extremely huge and terrifying ancient altar!" "

Finally, this group of creatures activated this altar, and they... sacrificed the entire eighth level of the Dao God!"

"All the creatures in it became their... sacrifices!"

So!

Only a layer of skin was left on those corpses, and all the blood and flesh essence disappeared. They were not devoured.

But they were sacrificed! !

The special and wonderful power fluctuations that Ye Wuque sensed just now should be... the power of sacrifice!

How many creatures are there in the entire eighth level of the Dao God? ? There

are countless horrors, and it is impossible to count them!

But these endless eighth level creatures were all sacrificed!

Not one was left! The

only one who escaped was the crazy man, but he was completely crazy and died in the gorgeous aurora.

No wonder he kept holding hell, hell in his mouth before he died!

This eighth level of Dao God has indeed become a hell of sacrifice.

Such a move!

It's beyond Ye Wuque's imagination!

How cruel and crazy is this? ?

Blood sacrifice of the entire eighth level! It's

simply unimaginable!

It's extremely cold and bloody!

These creatures... Damn it!

So!

What is the purpose of these creatures?

Blood sacrifice of the entire eighth level of Dao God must have some purpose.

Is it to release some terrifying existence?

Or is there another purpose...

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed and he looked at the center of the eighth level of Dao God. There was a central square there.

And in the central square, there was actually a figure sitting cross-legged quietly.

Ye Wuque had no expression on his face and rushed over immediately.

When he came to the central square, he saw clearly that the sitting figure seemed very skinny, and it was an old man.

With his back to him!

Ye Wuque felt an extreme coldness and tyranny coming from the old man.

Before Ye Wuque could make any move, a dry, cold, hoarse, old voice as if chewing iron slag suddenly sounded.

The voice was intermittent, as if it could not be made by a living person!

"I didn't...think...there was still a...fish...that slipped through the net..."

"Become...the...last...bit...of...food..."

Boom! !

The entire central square suddenly exploded, and then a dry, cracked, pale yellow hand suddenly appeared, grabbing Ye Wuque!