For a time, a large number of five-colored light spots appeared above the altar, which was very dazzling. These light spots were like constantly flashing fireflies, all gathered in the air and rotated rapidly.
After a while, a huge vortex with a diameter of more than thirty zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) appeared in the air. It was dark inside, like a black hole opened in the sky, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
As soon as the black hole formed, a strong wind began to blow. At the same time, a gray-yellow mist was carried out, spreading out from it.
This mist contained extremely strong turbid qi, even high-level cultivators would be greatly affected.
At this moment, the cultivators and demon kings in the stone hall gathered below the black hole, each with their spiritual light flashing, looking ready for battle.
Realist Linghe(灵鹤真人: Linghe Realist) and the young man also floated in the air, looking at the black hole in the air with solemn expressions.
Everyone waited strangely like this. After a while, a beast roar came from the black hole.
Awoo… Oooo…
A burst of turbid mist erupted again, with many black shadows in it, and several huge black snakes flew out. These black snakes were covered in black air, and the aura they emitted was that of high-level desolate beasts.
But before the black snakes could show their power, a flash of red light, a blade of fire flashed, and these black snakes were cut into several pieces.
This was an attack launched by the Crimson Fire King with a wave of his hand, instantly killing several high-level desolate beasts.
At the same time, there was another hiss, and more than a dozen black snakes rushed out of the black hole again, all of them high-level desolate beasts.
The same scene was staged again. A cloud of gray mist suddenly rose, engulfing five or six black snakes, and strange banging sounds came from it. After two or three breaths, the gray mist dissipated, scattering a large amount of blood, silently solving several high-level desolate beasts.
The remaining black snakes were also annihilated in several rays of light. This was naturally the work of the cultivators gathered below.
Then there was another roar from the black hole. A large group of cyan strange birds rushed out, numbering hundreds, each about ten feet in size. These strange birds all had the strength of the third or fourth rank, and there were also several huge strange birds, which were also high-level desolate beasts.
Behind the black snakes and strange birds, a group of unicorns(独角狼: unicorn wolf) covered in scales rushed out.
The cultivators also took action one after another. For a time, various magical treasures and spiritual light attacks shuttled through the desolate beast group. In just a dozen breaths, a large group of desolate beasts were beheaded.
But the black hole was like a bottomless pit, and another large group of various desolate beasts rushed out.
Numerous desolate beasts and cultivators immediately broke out into a fierce fight.
Half an hour passed like this, and the black hole was still suspended in the air, but there were very few desolate beasts rushing out of it, only a few dozen.
At this time, the altar was covered with desolate beast corpses. There were seventy or eighty high-level desolate beasts alone. And no cultivator died, only a few Golden Core cultivators suffered some injuries.
After a little while, no more desolate beasts rushed out of the black hole.
The four demon kings exchanged glances, and then led a few demon beasts directly into the black hole, disappearing in an instant.
Subsequently, several Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race also transformed into escaping light and flew into the black hole. The remaining Golden Core cultivators did not delay and entered inside one after another.
Within a few breaths, only the desolate beast corpses were left on the ground, and Realist Linghe(灵鹤真人: Linghe Realist) and the two.
"This time it was quite easy. No eighth-order desolate spirits appeared, which saved us a lot of trouble. I heard that when Elder Baiyun and the others opened the channel last time, they encountered an eighth-order desolate spirit, which was quite a fight." Realist Linghe(灵鹤真人: Linghe Realist) smiled while facing the black hole.
"Hehe, it's a pity. According to the agreement, we open the central area, and the desolate beasts that rush out are handled by Myriad Manifestations City. If there is a Nascent Soul-level desolate spirit, hand it over to Grand Elder Jin Yue, and we can also get some contribution points." The black-robed youth said with a regretful expression.
As he said this, he flipped his hand, and a dark iron copper ring appeared in his hand. A magic formula was cast on it, and the treasure rotated, releasing a layer of black fluorescence, covering the desolate beast corpses on the altar.
As the black light flashed, all the high-level desolate beast corpses were collected into it. It seemed that this copper ring was obviously a storage treasure.
At the same time, the young man shook his sleeves, and a gray jade bottle appeared in his hand. A spiritual power was cast on it. The jade bottle lit up with a faint blue spiritual light, and a hissing sound came from it, and a cloud of gray-blue light mist floated out.
The light mist rolled and covered the remaining low-level desolate beast corpses. The corpses twisted strangely, and the sound of cracking bones came from them. All of them shrunk into blood light balls about a foot in size and were collected into the jade bottle.
The jade bottle in the young man's hand also turned bright red.
"Our Myriad Manifestations City's Grand Elder is selfless. Even if we bring back a Nascent Soul-level desolate spirit, the two of us may not get much benefit. Now we have the right to deal with these seventy or eighty high-level desolate beasts, which is a small gain."
"That's true."
The two of them talked to each other for a while. Finally, Realist Linghe(灵鹤真人: Linghe Realist) activated the magic formula in his hand and shot out more than a dozen spiritual lights into the altar.
A flash of spiritual light was seen on the altar, and a stone tablet several feet high rose. It was engraved with dense ancient characters, which did not look like ordinary objects.
These two experts did not listen much, and also transformed into escaping light and rushed into the black hole, being teleported away.
For a time, the wide altar returned to calm.
Half an hour later, spiritual light flashed on the teleportation array in the center of the altar, and two cultivators were teleported in.
These two cultivators were covered with a faint layer of white light, and their faces could not be seen clearly, as if they were deliberately hiding them.
They also noticed the black hole suspended in the air and flew there without hesitation.
"Those old guys have mostly entered. There are still a few demon king auras here. It seems that these demon kings are chasing you. Kui Mujiao, are you confident?" One of them suddenly said in a muffled voice. As soon as his words fell, a dull snort came.
"Tian Chen, this king dares to come, naturally he is not afraid of those little demons. Don't forget our agreement. If the two Five Spirit Cauldrons in our hands cannot open that space, this king will never let you go."
"Hehe, don't worry. This honorific invited you here, naturally I have some confidence." The two talked and entered the black hole.
In the following period, one or two cultivators entered here every once in a while, and were teleported away through the black hole in the sky.
After seven or eight hours, Zhang Ling also entered this place with the Heavenly Abyss Token.
As soon as he entered this place, he smelled a bloody smell. Zhang Ling was on guard around him and found himself in a large platform, empty and without a single person.
A black hole was constantly rotating in the air, and gusts of cold wind were blowing out from it.
