Chapter 393 False Lord



Chapter 393 False Lord

Kuroshima's efficiency is incredibly high.

Ye Xiaoman thought that after arriving on the island, she would at least go through the process of bathing and changing clothes, and then be driven away for sacrifice. She could also take this opportunity to sneak onto the island for a field investigation.

Unexpectedly, the mantis man in charge of escorting took everyone directly to the sacrificial site.

It was rare for Ye Xiaoman to see such a quiet villain, so she immediately became alert and went straight into combat mode.

The sacrificial site is in the center of Black Island.

A flat sandy area with a huge circular altar in the center.

The tributes entered the sacrificial site from the path next to the altar. Ye Xiaoman stood on tiptoe, looked around in the crowd, and got a preliminary understanding of what was in front of her.

She first saw the altar closest to her.

There was a circular recess in the center of the altar, with rows of wooden racks erected inside, each with a victim nailed to it.

The blood of the victims filled the grooves, flowed down from the gaps around the altar, spread outward along the lines carved on the ground, connected the dots into a surface, and countless streams finally merged into a small river, flowing to the god enshrined directly opposite the altar, the false lord.

Ye Xiaoman was very curious about what the statue of the false lord looked like. She looked carefully, but only saw a round face.

The big face was carved on a dark rock, with all the facial features, bulging eyes, a bulbous nose, a big and wide mouth, and the mouth stretched all the way to below the ears.

It was huge and magnificent. Even one of its teeth was ten times taller than Ye Xiaoman.

It was just a strange, large face, devoid of any body or limbs, and the carving was so crude it looked like the work of an elementary school student.

Ye Xiaoman looked at it again and again, but couldn't tell which god it was from the real world. She guessed it was created by the islanders themselves.

Just with a face like this, can one achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven?

A small river of the victims' blood flowed straight into the mouth of the big face like a spoon, and then flowed into the ground through the huge mouth, like a waterfall.

The rock with a big face carved on it rises high into the clouds.

Ye Xiaoman stretched her neck and looked up, only to see a large mass of swirling and roaring black air, which was exactly the same black air rising into the sky that she had seen when she first landed on the island.

She used her supernatural powers as a cultivator to see what was on top, but she couldn't see through it.

In front of Heiyan, the round-faced man, there was a row of incense tables. Dozens of Taoist priests were dancing crazily with disheveled hair, shaking handbells and chanting incomprehensible prayers.

Below the altar were rows of mud chairs and a sea of ​​heads, representing the residents of the Black Island.

They looked at the altar enthusiastically, dancing from time to time and singing prayers along with the Taoist priest on the stage.

On the Black Island, attaining enlightenment and ascending to the higher realms is done in batches, on a first-come, first-served basis. Everyone has a chance, and one day it will be their turn to stand on the stage.

The blood mist was like flowing water, floating silently around everyone, enveloping the venue and creating a terrifying atmosphere.

Strange loss of san value.

The group of tributes Ye Xiaoman was among became agitated.

It turned out that the Mantis people wanted to drive the tributes into the groove of the altar to drain their blood. No one wanted to be a blood bag. Some people cried and shouted, and some fainted on the spot. The scene was in chaos.

Ye Xiaoman gripped the nameless sword tightly under her sleeve and exchanged glances with Yue Mushan and Jiaying. It was time to take action.

suddenly--

"Hahaha! The Taoist has attained enlightenment!"

An ecstatic voice resounded through the altar, and cheers arose from below the altar.

Ye Xiaoman looked over and saw colorful auspicious light descending from the sky, covering the entire Big Face Black Rock.

There were gusts of evil wind, flying sand and rocks. Dozens of Taoists in front of the incense table were stepping on the dark clouds, rising step by step, flying towards the black pillar in the sky.

According to the information from the Snake Chief, the residents of Black Island might have escaped from the ghost prison in this way!

Ye Xiaoman was greatly encouraged, "Now is the time!"

She drew her sword and stood up. When the villagers of the Snake Village heard her command, they took out their hidden weapons and slashed at the mantis people around them.

Jiaying and Yue Mushan followed her actions. Jiaying used his palm as a knife and powerful spiritual energy rushed towards the altar.

“Wow!”

The altar collapsed, and a deep pit was crushed into the ground. The rubble turned into Buddhist beads and flew towards the Black Island residents gathered under the altar.

Rumble, the ground cracked and gullies appeared wherever the beads passed, and countless evil spirits were hit and flew backwards, causing countless casualties.

The evil worshippers were disturbed by the sudden incident and shouted angrily, "Those who disrespect the false god will be killed!"

They immediately fought back.

Those Taoist priests who ascended to heaven didn’t care about the lives of the people below. They flew very high and were about to enter the black fog.

Bathed in the adoring gazes of the crowd, Ye Xiaoman swung her sword, stirring up the dirt and chopped down a large group of evil spirits that had come to attack her. She then spoke the lines she had prepared long ago:

"I, Cherry Jam, will eliminate you today in the name of justice!"

After she finished shouting the slogan, she flew up on her sword and followed the Taoists into the colorful auspicious light.

She wanted to go up and confirm whether she could really break out of prison.

There was an upward suction force in the light. After Ye Xiaoman flew in, it was like being thrown into a washing machine, spiraling upward, and black air covered her head.

Ye Xiaoman was dizzy from the extremely concentrated resentment and almost vomited. While she was feeling uncomfortable, she felt a strange force patting her back and throwing her onto a platform.

Ye Xiaoman was like a fish thrown ashore, belly up, seeing the dark air in the sky.

Someone beside her landed with her.

"Sister, it's me."

Yue Mushan bent down and helped her up from the ground.

"Amu, you've been so loyal to me... Where's Master Jiaying?"

"I'm here." Jiaying's voice came from behind her.

Ye Xiaoman felt relieved when she saw that her thigh was in place.

She rubbed her back which was hurt from the fall, lowered her head, and saw a thick layer of white bones piled on the ground. She had fallen directly on them and was hurt by the protruding bones.

She picked up a long bone and examined it. Jiaying took one look and determined, "It's a human bone."

The higher the bones are, the fresher they are. Some bones still have unrotted flesh strands on them, making them look like they belong to someone who died recently.

If there wasn't the sky above my head, it would feel like I had walked into the lair of some ferocious beast.

Yue Mushan tried to dig open the bones to see what was underneath. He dug a pit several meters deep, but it was still bottomless.

Ye Xiaoman was speechless: "This is ridiculous. What kind of ascension is this? Forget about flying out of the ghost prison. You haven't even left the Black Island."

They were sent to the Black Rock.

At the bottom of the rock was carved the pancake-shaped face of the fake lord, and at the top, covered by black air, was a platform.

There was a thick layer of human bones, and in the front stood a cave.

The entrance to the cave was very clean, with no bones piled up, but the bright red soil had turned dark black and emitted an unpleasant fishy smell, with flies flying around it. It was easy to imagine that this was formed by years of watering with blood.

The cave was at least thirty Ye Xiaomans tall, and the Taoists who had come up before them were staggering towards the cave entrance.

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