Demon Realm——
Ancestor worship world——
Under the cover of the dim night, tens of thousands of people and countless monsters gathered here like a tide.
The gazes of every person and every monster were focused on the huge stone door.
The stone gate towers into the clouds.
On both sides stand four lifelike statues of sacred animals.
They are the Azure Dragon in the East, the White Tiger in the West, the Vermillion Bird in the South, and the Black Tortoise in the North.
At this time, a black dragon walked with steady steps and respectfully came up to a skinny old man.
The old man looked haggard, his face as pale as white paper, and his skinny body made people worry whether he could withstand a breeze.
However, his deep-set eyes flashed with a faint green light, revealing an unfathomable soul power.
"Master Bahun, this is the entrance to the ancestral worship realm."
"Well, as long as we break through this door, we can obtain the soul energy we have always dreamed of." Old Bahun nodded slightly, his voice hoarse and low.
The black dragon stared at the gate of the ancestral worship world in front of him, and a trace of unconcealable fiery light flashed in his eyes.
He secretly calculated in his heart, if he could successfully obtain the powerful demonic energy of the four sacred beasts.
Then you can get rid of your mortal body, transform into an immortal in one fell swoop, and roam freely between heaven and earth from then on.
At this moment, the originally calm ground suddenly began to shake violently.
Immediately afterwards, streams of extremely cold air gushed out from the ground.
In an instant, corpses with hideous faces slowly crawled out from the ground.
Their movements were stiff, they exuded a foul odor, and a strange red light flashed in their empty eye sockets.
The Eight Souls turned his head to look at the horrific scene on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly: "Fifth Ancestor, we have been waiting for you for a long time..."
Suddenly, a huge hand with bulging veins suddenly broke out from the ground!
Then, a round little head poked out cautiously, looking around with its eyes rolling around.
With a low muffled sound, the entire body slowly emerged.
When everyone looked closely, they found that it was a super fat man weighing more than 300 kilograms!
However, what is shocking is that on such a huge and fat body.
It has such a small and delicate head, which looks extremely disproportionate.
The fat man widened his eyes and stared at Old Man Bahun who was standing not far away, then opened his mouth and burst into a deafening and rough laugh.
"Hahahaha... Hun Lao Ba, Hun Lao Lao, it's been a long time since we last met!"
"I didn't expect you to become so fragile now!"
Facing the fat man's ridicule, Bahun Lao snorted coldly, his face gloomy as he responded, "Humph! Whether I'm really as vulnerable as you say, you can come and try it yourself and find out!"
Hearing this, the fat man laughed out loud again: "Hahahaha... That's great!"
"Once I get the body of this invaluable sacred beast, I'll come back and have a proper duel with you!"
"Oh, I'm at your service anytime."
Black Dragon said, "Senior Hun, let's break open the stone door first."
"Um."
Then, Old Bahun reached into his arms and took out a pitch-black pagoda.
This pagoda exudes the aura of a terrifying soul, and faint cries and shrill wails can be heard from inside it, which makes people feel creepy.
Seeing this, the Fifth Patriarch was startled. He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What kind of magic weapon is this? Why is there such a terrifying sound and such spiritual power emanating from it?"
The corners of Bahun Lao's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of sneer, and explained: "This is the treasure of the third brother, called the Soul Refining Tower."
"Tens of thousands of resentful souls are imprisoned there. And tonight happens to be the annual Ghost Festival."
"The power of these wronged souls will be even stronger than usual!"
When the Fifth Patriarch heard the voices of tens of thousands of resentful souls, he sneered, "You evil souls are truly mad and inhumane."
Hearing this, Soul Eight snorted coldly, "It's just the same. None of us is any better!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man flashed and stretched out a right hand as dry as a dead branch, muttering something.
He used all his strength to activate a soul refining tower that was completely black and exuded a strange aura.
In an instant, there was a creepy and shrill howl.
Tens of thousands of resentful souls with distorted faces and filled with resentment surged out of the Soul Refining Tower.
It pounced towards the stone gate of the ancestral worship area not far away with its fangs and claws.
The huge stone door now emits a dazzling golden light, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky.
However, under the crazy collision of countless resentful souls, bursts of heart-pounding puffing sounds continued to be heard.
Those resentful souls came one after another, like a group of moths flying into a blazing fire.
Even though he knew he was going to die, he still rushed towards Ju Men without hesitation.
"What are you all standing there for? Come over and help!"
The Fifth Patriarch curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of disdain, and said sarcastically.
"I thought you were incredibly powerful and could handle this on your own, but it turns out you're just this good."
Just as the Fifth Patriarch was making sarcastic remarks, he suddenly raised his right hand.
A bloody mouth suddenly appeared in his palm.
The mouth was filled with sharp, yellow, mucus-covered fangs, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Then, the mouth suddenly opened, and a dark green light wave, carrying corpse energy, shot straight towards the stone gate.
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