Master of Strange Dao Chapter 1728 - 466: Backlash, Wisdom Light (5k)

As soone who has already buried three Deep Sea Strange beings, Yu Ziqing believes he understands them better than anyone else.

Of course, this understanding, to be precise, is only on a physical level. With the Deep Sea Strange beings in the Dao Court being digested, no one is more aware of the multitude of changes during that process than Yu Ziqing.

As for the thoughts and goals of the Deep Sea Strange beings, Yu Ziqing now first ntally imagines them, and then adjusts the level of insanity a notch based on the most extre situation. He is likely to match the real situation.

Just like now, Yu Ziqing didn't expect that the strangeness of the deep sea, after a gap appeared in the restriction and the sacrificial technique was summoned, would beco this insane.

rely constructing a connection, a substantial Deep Sea Strange being imdiately sacrifices the other weaker Deep Sea Strange beings to pave the way.

That truly goes beyond Yu Ziqing's expectations of madness.

But now, without the material for a blood sacrifice, the sacrificial altar has been activated and is forcibly maintained by the Deep Sea Strange beings, unstoppable, leaving these Gua Pi in a quandary of what to do.

Peeling has a fiery temperant but is quite rational, knowing what the main purpose this ti is.

Taking out these evil cultivators is just a secondary objective.

Having t personally, he rembers the opponent's body shape and appearance, notes their power, aura, fluctuations, ready to pursue individuals with plenty of ti in the future.

Peeling is exceedingly patient, he's even prepared that if these evil cultivators don't die this ti, he's willing to spend a hundred years later hunting them down.

Feeling the increasingly strange aura here, Peeling also knows that he's just a Body Cultivator, and if he faces those strange beings without bodies next, his role may not be significant.

He protects Yu Ziqing, facing all attacks with the stance of a standard Body Cultivation expert, retreats into the cave tunnel, and then there, blockades with his physical body to prevent others from coming out.

Yu Ziqing and Peeling retreat, just in ti to see the grim-faced Old Dragon King arrive, accompanied by several human-ford, burly figures.

A Dragon Clan mber with a fierce face, baring teeth, casually throws aside the corpses of two guards, spits out phlegm, turning into fierce flas, burning it to ashes.

"Seal this place, don't let anyone inside escape."

Yu Ziqing hurriedly advised.

The Old Dragon King nodded, extending a hand, sending out a Dragon Scale that rapidly expanded, sealing the cave entrance shut.

The light of the Dragon Scale rotates, transforming slowly into transparency, allowing visibility to the inside.

The Dragon Scale is extrely sturdy, enduring nurous attacks without a single crack, while the surrounding stone walls begin to tremble, almost unable to withstand the sacrificial space.

Peeling stands silently behind the Dragon Scale, his form slightly enlarging, firmly supporting the area.

Inside the sacrificial space, Dean Hua and the evil Dao mber's faces appear troubled.

Without offerings for a blood sacrifice, the altar successfully activates.

The sacrifice begins, and they receive a response, necessitating paynt of an equivalent cost.

Of course, if you are powerful like the Mountain Lord, you can directly default without consequence.

Unfortunately, with such strength, no one daft would conduct a sacrifice to the Deep Sea Strange beings.

At the center of the sacrificial space, strange aura fluctuates, continuously transforming, like multiple arms of various living beings erging from sludge, constantly rging and struggling.

Around the sacrificial space, ominous aura continuously spills, borrowed by the Deep Sea Strange beings to corrode paths, expand routes, infiltrating from the deep sea to fully activate new phases.

In the grooves on the ground, strange aura continues to infuse, then gathers in the pits originally ant for blood sacrifices.

The strange aura in the pits resembles mist, continuously transforming, allowing the observers to seemingly see their acquaintances, the people they care about the most, struggling to escape.

Unfortunately, beneath the rolling mist, sothing terrifying seems to be incessantly tearing at them, slowly dragging them downwards.

Everyone present has resolute minds, such illusions, no matter how realistic, cannot lure them into action to assist.

Everyone knows this is the initial infiltration, used as a sacrifice to weak strange beings struggling.

Obviously, that weak strange being won't die in this sacrifice, but things are eighty percent unlikely to be favorable.

Yu Ziqing silently observes through the transparent Dragon Scale, noting this detail.

So sacrificial techniques can use Deep Sea Strange beings as offerings, which perhaps is a thod to kill Deep Sea Strange beings.

Not everyone can, like the Mountain Lord, rely on absolute strength, leap boundaries to effortlessly grab a Deep Sea Strange being like catching a chicken by hand.

Yu Ziqing glances and sees in the pit, many emaciated, starving beings struggling, whose despairing eyes raise his blood pressure.

This illusion is indeed formidable, tangible, spiritual, capable of influencing emotions.

Yu Ziqing averts his gaze, no longer focusing on the consud strange being, but on the central sacrificial space's perpetually changing strange aura.

The countless living arms erging there sway like flowering hands, carrying a kind of bizarre power that seduces hearts and distorts consciousness.