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“Could it be that the gods are forming a marriage alliance with the ghosts?” Ming Li wondered!
If a god marries a ghost cultivator, and they have offspring, they might be able to achieve this kind of aura fusion!
“Impossible. Even if it were a marriage alliance, it would be impossible to achieve such a harmonious fusion of auras. Furthermore, the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to have offspring, and it is even more impossible for two different races to have children.” David shook his head!
Ming Li knows this principle, but the current situation is very confusing for him!
“Let’s see what happens.”
David and Ming Li continued flying towards the top of the mountain.
However, the aura of fusion is getting stronger, but the aura of the gods is getting stronger and the aura of the ghosts is getting weaker!
As the two approached the peak, a series of oppressive auras began to appear within the heavenly mist!
“We can’t fly anymore. If we do, we’ll be detected. Now we can only walk.”
David knew that if they flew to the top of the mountain like that, they would definitely be noticed.
So, with Mingli along, they landed back on a small mountain pass. However, there were very few pilgrims on this path anymore, as most of them had not yet climbed to this point!
As David and Ming Li prepared to continue their ascent, David noticed that several god-level cultivators were escorting more than a dozen ragged cultivators towards the fork in the road.
The cultivators being escorted all had blank expressions and no light in their eyes, like walking corpses.
At that time, there was no longer any worship that was carried out devoutly.
“Where are they going?” Ming Li asked telepathically.
David narrowed his eyes: “Follow them and see for yourself.”
The two of them walked quietly towards the path.
The path became increasingly secluded, and eventually led to the entrance of a hidden cave.
Two sixth-stage Immortal Realm cultivators from the Divine Race were guarding the cave entrance. Upon seeing the escort team arrive, one of them said coldly, “The materials delivered today are a bit low.”
The guard leader chuckled, “There haven’t been many pilgrims lately, so this number is enough. But the quality is not bad; there are two people at the fifth rank of the Upper Immortal Realm.”
“Please come in.” The guard motioned for them to enter.
As soon as the group entered the cave, David and Ming Li appeared from the shadows.
“Material?”
A cold glint flashed in David’s eyes. “It seems this so-called sacred mountain is hiding some shady dealings.”
“Mr. Chen, what should we do?” Ming Li asked.
David thought for a moment: “Let’s figure out the situation first. If it really is the God Race who did something heinous…”
He gripped the Dragon Slayer Sword tightly: “Then, let us destroy this sacred mountain.”
The two men silently made their way towards the cave entrance.
David channeled the power of chaos, forming a layer of gray mist around his body. This mist not only concealed his aura but also distorted light, creating a nearly invisible effect.
As a member of the ghost race, Ming Li was naturally adept at concealment, and his figure disappeared into the shadows in an instant.
The guards at the cave entrance suddenly felt a gentle breeze. One of them frowned and asked, “Strange, where did that wind come from?”
Another person said impatiently, “It’s always windy in the mountains, what’s so strange about that? Just focus on your task. We can’t afford to lose these materials.”
Both of them were silent, not realizing that David and Ming Li had passed them and gone deep into the cave.
The cave was much more spacious than I had imagined, with hallways stretching downward and walls encrusted with luminous crystals that emitted a faint green light.
The deeper they went, the colder the atmosphere became, and the faint smell of blood spread through the air.
After walking about a hundred steps, a loud noise was heard from the front.
David and Ming Li exchanged glances and then quickened their pace.
After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up before me.
This is a huge underground cave, thousands of feet in diameter. In the center of the cave stands a strange statue hundreds of feet tall.
The statue has a human body and a snake tail, with eight arms, each holding a magical artifact.
The statue had a fierce face, red eyes, and a wide open mouth, as if it were roaring silently.
What was even more terrifying was the hundreds of mummified corpses hanging tightly around the statue!
These mummies were suspended in the air with iron chains through their shoulder blades, like dried meat.
They wore clothes of various colors, which clearly indicated that they were all monks during their lifetime.
“This…this…” Ming Li’s pupils suddenly constricted.
David’s face darkened: “It seems the so-called opportunity of the holy light was nothing but a scam. Those pilgrims were just goods delivered to our door.”
His gaze swept across the cave, where dozens of divine cultivators were busy at work. They forced the newly arrived cultivators to kneel before the statue.
After kneeling and bowing, the cultivators remained bewildered, allowing the god race cultivators to pierce their shoulder blades with specially made iron chains and lift them into the air.
“They are extracting the essence, blood, and souls of cultivators,” David said coldly. “This statue is an evil artifact!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the statue suddenly started shaking.
The magical artifacts in their eight hands lit up simultaneously, emitting a fiery red light.
The mummified corpses hanging in the air began to tremble slightly, and wisps of blood-red mist floated out of their bodies and flowed into the statues’ mouths.
As the mist was inhaled, the patterns on the statue’s surface gradually lit up, and an evil yet powerful aura spread out.
“Hurry! The zombie is going to wake up soon!”
A holy cultivator wearing a golden crown shouted excitedly, “Increase the sacrifice! Send in all the remaining materials!”
More than a dozen cultivators were brought forward. This time, the divine cultivators didn’t order them to kneel, but instead slit their wrists and spilled their blood at the statue’s feet.
The blood seeped into the ground, flowing along the lines of the carving and finally pooling at the base of the statue.
Ming Li stared at the strange statue with eight arms and a snake tail, a look of surprise and doubt flashing in his eyes.
Memories buried deep within the demon race’s bloodline were stirred, and pieces of ancient information flashed through their minds.