If a true evil god had arrived, Yin Yang naturally wouldn't be its match.
But the opponent was merely a dying physical body. Even if it were possessed by an evil god's avatar, so what?
This was Yin Yang's home turf!
Liang Guan was still devouring the surrounding monsters, but once he had consumed a certain number, he suddenly froze in place as if struck by an immobilization technique, completely motionless.
Putch!
Putch!
Putch!
One pitch-black hand after another reached out from the mass of flesh, forcibly tearing his body open.
The monsters he had stuffed into his body crawled back out.
Within this sacrificial ground, these monsters were immortal and indestructible.
There were only two ways to eliminate them.
First, leave the sacrificial ground.
Second, kill Yin Yang.
But neither of these was currently possible, as Yin Yang had long since accounted for them.
Thud.
Yin Yang struck his staff once more. The monsters instantly entered a frenzied state, launching a mad assault on the three mutated individuals.
Several monsters lunged at the fleshy tentacles, biting frantically and freeing the two women.
The sacrifices within the altar belonged to Yin Yang; why would he let them be absorbed by something else?
The first to break was Liang Guan!
He was the weakest among these Sequence 6 combatants, and having stuffed so many monsters into his belly earlier, he was the first to be devoured.
The moment he died completely, his Sequence 6 spirituality emerged. Unfortunately, it had been polluted beyond recognition, with tiny tentacles visible upon it.
This kind of spirituality could no longer be used as potion materials or ritual materials; even if crafted into a transcendent item, the side effects would be staggering.
Nevertheless, Yin Yang still collected it.
He had always believed in one principle: there were no useless things in this world, only things used incorrectly.
Even a piece of used toilet paper could find its purpose in a specific field.
The second to fall was Xia Zhichun; after all, it was merely a living corpse with a sturdy body.
But because of that, it didn't leave behind anything of value.
“Cooperate! If we don't cooperate now, none of us are getting out of here alive!”
The black mist drifted toward Black and White Feather. Although both were heavily injured, they were still Sequence 6!
Xia Zhiqiu's expression was incredibly solemn as he stared fixedly at Yin Yang, who was 'hovering' in mid-air.
Unlike the others, he was a Ghost Messenger and possessed the ability to see spiritual entities.
Therefore, he saw very clearly that Yin Yang wasn't hovering at all—he was standing on a giant ghost hand!
That giant ghost was nearly five meters tall even while hunched over, its appearance terrifying!
Someone who could command such a vicious ghost and set up such a powerful barrier had to be at least Sequence 6, right?
If Yin Yang heard this, he would probably laugh his head off.
If he had the strength of a Sequence 6, he would have just charged in and killed them all long ago. Why would he need to make all these preparations in advance?
Xia Zhiqiu took a deep breath and pulled a small coffin pendant from his robe.
“This is my transcendent item. I won't go into detail about its functions, but it can lead us out of this barrier. Even if we can't break out, it can protect us for at least an hour.”
“I used to work at the Wang City mortuary; I know how they handle things here.”
“The Security Bureau definitely knows by now that someone is conducting a large-scale sacrifice ritual here. Regardless of who the perpetrator is, such an act is absolutely forbidden.”
“A Demigod will definitely arrive within an hour.”
“In other words, as long as we hold out for this one hour, we'll be saved!”
Hearing this, White Feather's face turned grim, and Black Feather sneered.
“Have you slept in coffins so long that your brain has rotted?”
“We are members of the Shadow Lotus Church. Do you think things will go well for us if a Security Bureau Demigod arrives?”
Xia Zhiqiu, however, was staring at the mutated Qi Xiangyang.
“Who knows?”
Black and White Feather looked at each other. They had to admit that if what Xia Zhiqiu said was true, it was indeed tempting, but it also came with great danger.
After all, before a Demigod, their lives were not their own to decide.
Furthermore, they weren't at the end of their rope yet; their companions were still outside!
Having companions to back them up meant there was still hope.
Xia Zhiqiu also saw the two women's hesitation, but the problem was that time was running out!
The mutated Qi Xiangyang was gradually losing his mind. More critically, the monsters surrounding them had grown even more powerful after devouring flesh, and they had already bitten off several tentacles.
Moreover, they weren't afraid of mutation; as soon as new tentacles grew, they ate them.
Xia Zhiqiu wasn't afraid of any of that; he was afraid of the masked man!
A phantom image had actually appeared behind that masked man. As the monsters devoured flesh, the phantom was growing stronger bit by bit.
More terrifyingly, the aura radiating from that phantom wasn't spirituality—it was divinity!
Divinity!
What did that imply?
It implied that it was the avatar of a god!
He had lived for many years and had seen cult sacrifices before.
Most cult sacrifices involved offering up sacrifices and then obediently waiting for a response from the deity.
In the vast majority of cases, the deity wouldn't respond at all.
After all, gods were high and mighty. What a believer considered good might be beneath a deity's notice.
Unless it was the kind of evil god that hadn't seen a sacrifice in eight lifetimes and was on the verge of being erased by time.
That kind of evil god wouldn't just take the sacrifice; if you so much as touched them, they'd latch onto you.
Then there were cases like Qi Xiangyang, who sacrificed himself; most evil gods would respond to that.
As for normal sacrifices, if a deity occasionally granted a sliver of power, it was considered a divine favor.
But someone like this masked man, where the deity directly sent down a phantom projection... let alone seeing it, he had never even heard of such a thing!
‘Why?’
‘Is this guy some evil god's illegitimate son?’
Xia Zhiqiu couldn't figure it out, but none of that mattered. He only knew he had to escape immediately!
What Xia Zhiqiu didn't know was that the phantom wasn't a god at all—it was Yin Yang himself!
As for why it possessed divinity, that was simple.
Because Yin Yang had snatched the divinity from the Shadow Lotus Church!
At the time, he only intended to keep the divinity to trade or sell when he needed to reach Sequence 5.
But after coming to Wang City and reading many books about transcendents, he was surprised to find that this divinity had another use for him.
At first, he thought he might have misunderstood, but the more he thought about it, the more plausible the idea became.
The Sacrifice pathway had its own set of rules.
Namely, offering sacrifices to a god!
And what was the definition of a god?
Divinity!
The reason a Demigod was called a Demigod was because they possessed a portion of divinity!
Suppose he could turn that divinity into his own.
Wouldn't that mean he could offer sacrifices to himself?
Action follows thought!
Looking at it now, he had succeeded.
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