Xu Fan felt his strength growing stronger, and he felt that the possibility of stopping the yellow-robed man from resurrecting the god had increased even more.
The huge opening he created allowed light to stream in directly, causing the insects to scatter and flee in terror, terrified of being exposed to the light.
He once found the Blood Glaze of Ten Thousand Demons among the insect swarms; some insects are naturally able to suppress vampires.
Therefore, the Blood Glaze of Ten Thousand Demons, who possesses vampire attributes, became their target.
The presence of these insects terrified Wan Yao Xue Liuli, forcing her to shrink her size and cower in a corner.
But those insects clearly weren't going to let him go.
Therefore, when Xu Fan called upon the Blood Glaze of Ten Thousand Demons, he could not get a response no matter what he did.
That was because Wan Yao Xue Liuli was being attacked by hundreds of insects at the time. If he had been even a little slower, he would have been absorbed by these ruthless insects.
At that moment, sunlight shone in, and the insects were instantly vaporized by the light.
Xu Fan then summoned back the Blood Glaze of Ten Thousand Demons.
Wan Yao Xue Liuli blinked her black bean eyes, looking at the middle-aged man in front of her. It took her a while to realize that the other person was Xu Fan.
He very obediently slipped into Xu Fan's pocket.
Xu Fan gently patted his pocket, as a way of comforting Wan Yao Xue Liuli, and then the others present all rushed towards the yellow-robed man's last resting place.
Their little dark room wasted too much time; by then, the ritual to resurrect the god had already begun.
The man in the yellow robe took off his shirt and lay quietly on the altar.
Beside him was a strange man in a red robe, leading several gray-robed figures as they waved their arms and chanted incantations.
Moreover, behind them, a severed limb was submerged in a huge culture container.
It looks like a giant tentacle with octopus-like suckers.
This thing is the god worshipped by this group of fanatical cultists. Everything they do is to restore this tentacle, even to make it grow completely into the shape of the god they worship.
As they chanted their incantations, the man in the yellow robe, who had been lying in the center of the altar, began to struggle in agony.
He desperately tried to tear off the ship's rudder with the goat's skull embedded in his chest.
However, to prevent others from taking this precious item away, he had it firmly embedded in his sternum.
Xu Fan's physical body was extremely strong; no matter what tools he used, he could not completely destroy the thrown glass.
The red-robed and gray-robed men paid no heed; they simply wanted to sacrifice Xu Feng's body, which carried the soul of the yellow-robed man.
The blond-haired man, realizing he had been deceived, began to struggle desperately, but his movements were restricted, and his whole body began to feel weak and powerless.
"Stop struggling, you will become a part of the great god, the highest honor you can attain."
The man in the red robe spoke slowly, his tone full of schadenfreude.
The group of people, seemingly devoid of emotion, moved with mechanical, repetitive movements, chanting incantations to hasten the resurrection ritual of the gods.
The man in the yellow robe struggled less and less on the altar, and finally, as if resigned to his fate, he lay quietly on the altar.
Then the man in the red robe faced the enormous cultivation machine and uttered words of utmost praise to the tentacles.
"Great God, we long for your awakening! Then this murky and dark world will regain its light."
Let us, the believers of God, be returned to the embrace of the earth, so that we, the selfish and greedy humankind, may attain supreme happiness.
The more the man in the red robe spoke, the more chills ran down the spines of everyone present.
Although Xu Fan and the others had arrived around the altar, they dared not make a move because the scene was too strange, and they didn't know if they had any other tricks up their sleeves.
Under these conditions, they slowly walked towards the edge of the altar.
The group of gray-robed men seemed to have lost all human emotions; they showed no reaction even when they saw Xu Fan and the others walk past them.
It was still the same repetitive incantation and frenzied dance moves, like a robot.
Xu Fan even dared to send Wan Yao Xue Liuli up to drag one of the gray-robed men over.
Seeing that the red-robed man was still going crazy over the giant tentacle, Wan Yao Xue Liuli instantly transformed into a rope, directly binding the ankle of a gray-robed man and dragging him over.
The person didn't shout or yell, but just lay stiffly on the ground. Xu Fan immediately had Wan Yao Xue Liuli imitate the person's appearance and posture, and return to the group to impersonate the gray-robed man.
Xu Fan had mastered this trick of stealing the sky and changing the sun to perfection.
Soon, Wan Yao Xue Liuli joined their team, but no one raised any objections, and everyone continued to do their own job.
Xu Fan quickly instructed Hongyu and Honglian to drag the gray-robed man back to the previous passage, while he needed to find a way to switch his body back.
The man in the red robe was now loudly chanting hymns of praise.
They waved their arms and legs wildly, as if celebrating a bountiful harvest or some other joyful event.
As he chanted the incantation, the altar began to emit a dazzling red light.
"Come here right now!"
Xu Fan ran directly to his body and gripped his arm tightly with his hand.
He instantly found that he could connect to the system and open his backpack space.
He instantly pulled the Demon-Subduing Sword from his backpack and then plunged it into his ship's rudder, which was inlaid with a goat's skull.
The Demon-Subduing Sword has the ability to break through all items, skills, formations, and traps.
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